O that the Lord’s salvation <br />Were out of Zion come, <br />To heal His ancient nation, <br />To lead His outcasts home! <br /> <br />How long the holy city <br />Shall heathen feet profane? <br />Return, O Lord, in pity; <br />Rebuild her walls again. <br /> <br />Let fall Thy rod of terror; <br />Thy saving grace impart; <br />Roll back the veil of error; <br />Release the fettered heart. <br /> <br />Let Israel, home returning, <br />Their lost Messiah see; <br />Give oil of joy for mourning, <br />And bind Thy church to Thee.<br /><br />Henry Francis Lyte<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/o-that-the-lord-s-salvation/
