Cheer, O Cheer, Ye Sons Of Zion

Cheer, O cheer, ye sons of Zion!

Weary days will soon be past;

Joy's bright banner waving o'er us

Tells that Heav'n is won at last.

On that fair, celestial morning,

Comes no cloud of grief or pain;

In your peaceful tents abiding,

Sorrow ne'er shall come again.

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Cheer, O cheer, ye sons of Zion!

Weary days will soon be past;

Joy's bright banner waving o'er us

Tells that Heav'n is won at last.

Cheer, O cheer, the morn is breaking!

Gloomy night will disappear;

Christ will come with sweet awaking;

Happier days will soon be here;

Long the pilgrim path we've wandered,

Long we've hoped 'mid doubt and fear,

Hard we've pressed thro' many a battle-

Now the day of peace is here.

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Cheer, O cheer, the morn is breaking!

Bright its beams of promise rise;

Sing, O sing, ye heirs of Zion!

Hear the welcome from the skies:

"Come, ye blessèd of My Father,"

Faint no more 'mid doubts and fears;

Heaven's bright portal opes before you;

Wait for you immortal years.

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