“When shall the voice of singing.”

When shall the voice of singing,Flow joyfully along,When hill and valley ringing,With one triumphant song,Proclaim the contest ended,And Him who once was slain,Again to earth descended,In righteousness to reign.

Then from the lofty mountainsThe sacred shout shall fly;And shady vales and fountainsShall echo the reply;High tow'r and lofty dwelling,Shall send the chorus round,All hallelujah swelling,In one eternal sound.