On the mountain's top appearing
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On the mountain's top appearing,Lo! the sacred herald stands,Welcome news to Zion bearing—Zion long in hostile lands:Mourning captive! Mourning captive!God himself shall loose thy bands.
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Has thy night been long and mournful?Have thy friends unfaithful proved?Have thy foes been proud and scornful?By thy sighs and tears unmoved?Cease thy mourning;Zion still is well beloved.
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God, thy God, will now restore thee;He himself appears thy Friend;All thy foes shall flee before thee;Here their boasts and triumphs end:Great deliveranceZion's King will surely send.