Praise Waits in Zion

Praise waits in Zi­on

Lord

for Thee

And un­to Thee shall vows be paid;

O Thou that hear­est those who cry

To Thee by all shall pray­er be made.

Against us sin has bat­tled hard

For help we look to Thee and pray;

Thou our trans­gress­ions wilt for­give

Yea

Thou wilt take them all away.

How blest are they whom Thou dost choose

To come and in Thy courts abide;

Communing in Thy ho­ly house

With good we shall be sa­tis­fied.

By migh­ty deeds in right­eous­ness

Prayer’s an­swer sure­ly comes from Thee

O God our Sav­ior

God the trust

Of all Thy saints on land or sea.

Thy power has set the mount­ains firm

O God al­migh­ty

girt with strength;

At Thy com­mand the waves are still

The na­tions cease from war at length.

The tok­ens of Thy migh­ty pow­er

Lead men in ev­ery clime to fear;

From east to west through all the earth

Thou send­est glad­ness far and near.