Sing, O daugh­ter of Christ’s Zi­on,
Shout, O Is­ra­el:
Gladden and re­joice with all thy heart,
Christ doth all things well—
He hath cast thy sin in­to the sea;
Conquered thy ene­mies:
Christ the Lord, the King of Is­ra­el
In the midst of thee.

Refrain

Fear not, Zi­on’s daugh­ter!
Let not hands be slack (but di­li­gent)
Let thy life pre­sent a wit­ness pure:
Be thou faith­ful to the end!

Christ thy God in thee is migh­ty—
Saving by His grace.
O’er His bride great­ly will He re­joice,
Joy spread on His face.
In His love will thee for­ev­er rest,
Singing glad and free;
Jesus mer­ci­ful­ly be­gat thee,
And will co­ver thee.

Refrain

Gather up to­ge­ther all the lost,
Saith He ten­der­ly.
I will bind th’af­flict­ed, hat­ed,
Driven out to Me.
In the lands I’ll make them migh­ty,
Bring Me praise and fame:
They will know that I, the great God,
Save My Bride from shame.

Refrain

At that time will I bring thee again,
When I ga­ther thee,
For of thee I’ll make a name on earth:
People thee will see,
How thou hast been changed from sin­ning,
Now that I’ve set thee free—
Glory great as­cribed to My name,
When I ga­ther thee.

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