Fear not, O Zion’s daughter,
He comes, He comes, thy king!
He comes in lowly greatness;
Lift up thy voice and sing!
He comes with love and blessing.
With glory, light for thee;
A day of great salvation,
A year of jubilee.

As Prince of peace He cometh,
Desire of nations He;
As Bridegroom He appeareth,
At midnight, wake and see.
As King of earth He cometh,
Creation’s theme and song;
Let Heav’n begin the chorus,
And earth its notes prolong.

He comes to spoil the spoiler,
To judge, avenge and reign;
He comes to bind the strong one
In everlasting chain.
Not now in shame and weakness,
As bearer of our sin,
But comes in royal splendor
His kingdom to begin.

His scepter now displaying,
He comes as crownèd King;
Creation, rise in triumph:
Oh, lift thy voice and sing!
Fear not, O Zion’s daughter,
Fear not, thou burdened earth,
Redemption’s day now cometh,
Thy day of second birth!