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How Beauteous Are Their Feet

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How beauteous are their feet

Who stand on Zion's hill;

Who bring salvation on their tongues,

And words of peace reveal!

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How charming is their voice,

So sweet the tidings are:

"Zion, behold thy Savior King;

He reigns and triumphs here!"

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How happy are our ears,

That hear the joyful sound

Which kings and prophets waited for,

And sought, but never found!

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How blessed are our eyes,

That see this heavenly light;

Prophets and kings desired it long,

But died without the sight!

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The watchmen join their voice,

And tuneful notes employ;

Jerusalem breaks forth in songs,

And deserts learn the joy.