Old-Line Primitive Baptist Hymn and Tune Book

Hymn #427: How Beauteous Are Their Feet

Hymn #426 Hymn #428

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427 (S.M.) Isaac Watts

How beauteous are their feet,

Who stand on Zion's hill!

Who bring salvation on their tongues,

And words of peace reveal.

How charming is their voice!

How sweet the tidings are!

Zion, behold thy Saviour King;

He reigns and triumphs here.

How happy are our ears

That hear this joyful sound,

Which kings and prophets waited for,

And sought, but never found.

How blessèd are our eyes

That see this heavn'ly light,

Prophets and kings desired it long,

But died without the sight.

The watchmen join their voice,

And tuneful notes employ;

Jerusalem breaks forth in songs

And deserts learn the joy.

The Lord makes bare His arm

Through all the earth abroad;

Let ev'ry nation now behold

Their Saviour and their God.

Hymn #426 Hymn #428