To Judah’s Rugged Lofty Land

To Ju­dah’s rug­ged lof­ty land

Our God in me­rcy came

And raised His good and kind­ly hand

His right­eous will to claim.

And raised His good and kind­ly hand

His right­eous will to claim.

’Twas there He raised the glo­ry light

To men and na­tions prove

That He is God

in ho­ly might

And reigns in truth and love.

That He is God

in ho­ly might

And reigns in trust and love.

In that sweet land we’ve heard so long

The hills do flood with fame;

Its roads are hope

its streams are song

The val­leys spread His name.

Its roads are hope

its streams are song

The val­leys spread His name.

No God as He was ev­er known

In earth or sea or sky;

In hearts of men He built His throne

Rules na­tions from on high.

In hearts of men He built His throne

Rules na­tions from on high.

To them the ho­ly seers He sent

His might and truth to tell

His will make known to them who’re bent

In sin’s dark ways to dwell.

His will make known to them who’re bent

In sin’s dark ways to dwell.

He gave His Son

our Lord

to die

To walk in Him with men

Hear child­hood’s cry and mo­ther’s sigh

And bread and cour­age give.

Hear child­hood’s cry and mo­ther’s sigh

And bread and cour­age give.

And through His bleed­ing heart make known

How we through sor­rows go

But by His rise the third day morn

Our blest sal­va­tion show.

But by His rise the third day morn

Our blest sal­va­tion show.

By Cal­va­ry through Jo­seph’s tomb

Has come the world’s last hope

The birds so sing

the morn’s a-bloom

The hold of sin has broke.

The birds so sing

the morn’s a-bloom

The hold of sin has broke.

Ye an­gels from the sky come down

O’er ev­ery Beth­le­hem

Give ev­ery ci­ty love’s re­nown

Like old Je­ru­sa­lem.

Give ev­ery ci­ty love’s re­nown

Like old Je­ru­sa­lem.

There man­kind who would not bow

To bold frus­tra­tion’s bain

Shall share and know both high and low

Our Lord’s tri­umph­ant reign.

Shall share and know both high and low

Our Lord’s tri­umph­ant reign.