Jerusalem, lift up thy voice!
Daughter of Zi­on, now re­joice!
Thy King is come, whose migh­ty hand
Henceforth shall reign o’er ev­ery land.

He comes to ev­ery tribe and race,
A mes­sen­ger of truth and grace:
With peace He comes from Hea­ven above
On earth to found His realm of love.

In God’s eter­nal co­ve­nant,
He comes for our sal­va­tion sent.
The star of hope moves on be­fore,
And hosts as­sem­ble to adore.

Let all the world with one ac­cord
Now hail the com­ing of the Lord:
Praise to the Prince of heav’n­ly birth
Who bring­eth peace to all the earth.