Charles Villiers Stanford: How beauteous are their feet

How beauteous are their feet,
Who stand on Sion’s hill,
Who bring salvation on their tongues,
And works of peace instil!

How happy are our ears
That hear this joyful sound,
Which kings and prophets waited for,
And sought, but never found!

How blessed are our eyes
That see this heav’nly light!
Prophets and kings desired it long,
But died without the sight.
The Lord makes bare his arm
Through all the earth abroad;
Let ev’ry nation now behold
Their Saviour and their God.

Isaac Watts (1674-1748)