Versos English Philip Doddridge The holy City purified and guarded. Isaiah lii. 1, 2

English poem

The holy City purified and guarded. Isaiah lii. 1, 2

by (1773–1832)

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Triumphant Zion, lift thy Head From Dust and Darkness and the Dead; Tho' humbled long, awake at length, And gird thee with thy Saviour's Strength.

Put all thy beauteous Garments on, And let thy various Charms be known; The World thy Glories shall confess, Deck'd in the Robes of Righteousness.

No more shall Foes unclean invade, And fill thy hallow'd Walls with Dread; No more shall Hell's insulting Host Their Vict'ry, and thy Sorrows boast.

GOD from on high thy Groans will hear; His Hand thy Ruins shall repair; Rear'd and adorn'd by Love divine, Thy Tow'rs and Battlements shall shine.

Grace shall dispose my Heart and Voice To share, and eccho back her Joys; Nor will her watchful Monarch cease To guard her in eternal Peace.