Verse 1

BEHOLD, the mountain of the Lord In latter days shall rise On mountain-tops, above the hills, And draw the wondering eyes.

Verse 2

To this the joyful nations round, All tribes and tongues, shall flow; Up to the hill of God, they’ll say, And to his house, we’ll go.

Verse 3

The beam that shines from Zion’s hill Shall lighten every land; The King who reigns in Salem’s towers Shall all the world command.

Verse 4

Among the nations he shall judge; His judgements truth shall guide; His sceptre shall protect the just, And quell the sinner’s pride.

Verse 5

No strife shall vex Messiah’s reign Or mar the peaceful years; To ploughshares men shall beat their swords, To pruning-hooks their spears.

Verse 6

No longer hosts, encountering hosts, Shall crowds of slain deplore; They hang the trumpet in the hall, And study war no more.

Verse 7

Come then, O come from every land To worship at his shrine; And, walking in the light of God, With holy beauties shine.

Background: Behold The Mountain Of The Lord In