The Latter Day

HAIL, to the brightness of Zion’s glad morning:

Joy to the lands that in darkness have lain;

Hushed to the accents of sorrow and mourning;

Zion in triumph begins her mild reign!

Hail to the brightness of Zion’s glad morning,

Long by the prophets of Israel foretold;

Hail to the millions from bondage returning;

Gentiles and Jews the blest vision behold!

Lo, in the desert rich flowers are springing;

Streams ever copious are gliding along!

Loud from the mountain-tops echoes are ringing;

Wastes rise in verdure, and mingle in song.

See, from all lands, from the isles of the ocean,

Praise to Jehovah ascending on high;

Fallen are the engines of war and commotion;

Shouts of salvation are rending the sky!