O Zion, When Thy Savior Came

O Zi­on

when thy Sav­ior came

In grace and love to thee

No beau­ty in thy roy­al Lord

Thy faith­less eye could see.

Yet

on­ward in His path of grace

The ho­ly Suf­fer­er went

To feel

at last

that love on thee

Had all in vain been spent.

Yet not in vain; o’er Is­rael’s land

The glo­ry yet will shine;

And He

thy once re­ject­ed king

Messiah

shall be thine.

When thou

be­neath the peace­ful reign

Of Je­sus and His bride

Shalt sound His grace and glo­ry forth

To all the earth be­side.

The na­tions to thy glo­ri­ous light

O Zi­on! yet shall throng;

And all the list­en­ing is­lands wait

To catch the joy­ful song.

The name of Je­sus yet shall ring

Through earth and Heav’n ab­ove

And all His ran­somed people know

The sab­bath of His love.