|BEHOLD the mountain of the Lord
In latter days shall rise
On mountain tops above the hills,
And draw the wondering eyes.
|2||To this the joyful nations round,
All tribes and tongues shall flow,
‘Up to the hill of God,’ they’ll say,
‘And to His house we’ll go.’
|3||The Word that shines from Zion’s hill
Shall lighten every land;
Our Saviour-King shall teach His ways,
And countless hearts command.
|4||Among the nations He shall judge,
And into Truth shall guide;
He many people shall rebuke,
And quell the sinner’s pride.
|5||His subjects shall be filled with love
To harvest souls these years;
To ploughshares they shall beat their swords,
To pruning hooks their spears.
|6||His own, among the nations set,
All racial hate disown,
And national pride subordinate
To serve the eternal throne.
|7||O ‘House of Jacob’, called of God,
Elect from every land,
O come and walk in His great light,
Beneath His mighty hand.
|Adapted from Michael Bruce, 1746-67|