[MUSIC PLAYING - "LET ZION IN HER BEAUTY RISE"]

(SINGING) Let Zion in her beauty rise; Her light begins to shine. Ere long her King will rend the skies, Majestic and divine, The gospel spreading through the land, A people to prepare To meet the Lord and Enoch's band Triumphant in the air.

Ye heralds, sound the golden trump To earth's remotest bound. Go spread the news from pole to pole, In all the nations round: That Jesus in the clouds above, With hosts of angels too, Will soon appear, his Saints to save, His enemies subdue.

That glorious rest will then commence Which prophets did foretell, When Saints will reign with Christ on earth, And in his presence dwell A thousand years, oh, glorious day! Dear Lord, prepare my heart To stand with thee on Zion's mount And nevermore to part, And nevermore to part.