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1. Hail to the brightness of Zion’s glad morning;

joy to the lands that in darkness have lain.

hushed be the accents of sorrow and mourning;

Zion in triumph begins her mild reign.



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2. Hail to the brightness of Zion’s glad morning;

long by the prophets of Israel foretold.

Hail to the captives from bondage returning;

nations afar the blest vision behold.



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3. Lo, in the desert rich flowers are springing;

streams ever copious are gliding along.

Loud from the mountain tops echoes are ringing,

wastelands grow fertile and mingle in song.