Hail To The Brightness (I Am Melody 3)

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 Lo in the desert rich flowers are springing Streams ever copious are gliding along Loud from the mountaintops echoes are ringing Wastes rise in verdure and mingle in song See from all lands from the isles of the ocean Praise to the Savior ascending on high ascending on high Saints come to Zion with songs of devotion Shouts of salvation are rending the sky