Hymnal: The Christian Psalmist
Compiler: Silas W Leonard and A D Fillmore
Publisher/Printer: S W Leonard
First Line: Behold the mountain of the Lord
Topic: <no topic given>
Writer: <no first name given> <no last name given>
Hymn Number: 130
Page Number: 163, click to see hymnal pages
BEHOLD, the mountain of the Lord,
In latter days shall rise,
On mountain tops above the hills,
And draw the wondering eyes.
'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.
The beam that shines from Zion's hill
Shall 'lighten every land;
The King who reigns in Salem's towers
Shall all the world command.
Among the nations he shall judge,
His judgments truth shall guide;
His sceptre shall protect the just,
And quell the sinner's pride.
No strife shall rage, nor hostile feuds
Disturb those peaceful years;
To ploughshares men shall beat their swords,
To pruning hooks their spears.
No longer host encountering host,
Shall crowds of slain deplore;
They'll hang the trumpet in the hall,
And study war no more.
Come, then, O house of Jacob, come,
To worship at his shrine;
And walking in the light of God,
With holy beauties shine.