O, Zion, sing! Rejoice in song,
Though desolate, though all alone.
Such children you shall bring to life,
As much as any married wife.
Enlarge the curtains of your tent;
Stretch forth your stakes in covenant;
For you shall break forth right and left;
Your soul shall no more be bereft.
Fear not; you shall not be ashamed.
The Lord, our Maker, knows your name.
You shall forget the trials of youth;
Our God will heal thee with His truth.
For every moment filled with pain,
His promise will redeem again.
He’ll gather thee with mercy pure.
His loving kindness will endure.
When you feel lost, or tossed with storm,
A rainbow leads the way back home.
Great windows gleam in pleasant halls;
Fair gems adorn the temple walls.
The Lord shall teach thy children peace;
In righteousness they shall increase.
His presence is your resting place,
And in this House you seek His face.
In spite of harm, you shall not fear.
Though terror threatens to press near,
The tools of those who would destroy
The Lord transforms into your joy.
The words of those who would condemn
Becomes His judgment over them.
This is His servants’ heritage.
This is His blessed lineage.
(20 October 2003, Pleasant Grove, Utah)
[Sing to the tune of “I Know that My Redeemer Lives”; Hymn # 136]
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