Poems of Joy
The Christian Science Hymnal

- Hymn 200 -


Hymn 200

O daughter of Zion, awake from thy sadness;
Awake, for thy foes shall oppress thee no more;
And bright o'er thy hills dawns the daystar of
Arise, for the night of thy sorrow is o'er.

O many thy foes, but the arm that subdued them
And scattered their legions was mightier far;
They fled like the chaff from the scourge that
pursued them,
For vain were their steeds and their chariots of war

O daughter of Zion, the power that hath saved thee,
Extolled with the harp and the timbrel should be;
Then shout, for the foe is destroyed that enslaved
Th' oppressor is vanquished, and Zion is free.

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