Watchmen on the walls of Zion

1Watchmen on the walls of Zion, What, oh! tell us, of the night! Is the day-star now advancing? Will the morn soon greet our sight? Shine thy vision, Saints of God!

2Tell, oh! tell us, are the landmarks On our voyage all passed by! Are we nearing now the haven Do we truly See the heavenly kingdom nigh!

3Light is beaming; day is coming! Let us sound aloud the cry; We behold the day star rising Pure and bright to yonder sky! Saints, be joyful— On redemption draweth nigh.

4We have found the chart and compass, And we steer his word alone; Onward, onward we are hasting, Soon the haven will appear; Then shall the mourning Sound aloud your holy cheer.