The song of Zacharias. Lk.1:68ff; John 1:29,32.

Now be the God of Isr'el blessed,

Who makes his truth appear;

His mighty hand fulfils his word,

And all the oaths he sware.

Now he bedews old David's root

With blessings from the skies;

He makes the Branch of Promise grow,

The promised Horn arise.

[John wns the prophet of the Lord,

To go before his face;

The herald which our Savior God

Sent to prepare his ways.

He makes the great salvation known,

He speaks of pardoned sins;

While grace divine, and heav'nly love,

In its own glory shines.

|Behold the Lamb of God,| he cnes.

|That takes our guilt away;

I saw the Spirit o'er his head,

On his baptizing day.]

|Be every vale exalted high,

Sink every mountain low;

The proud must stoop, and humble souls

Shall his salvation know.

|The heathen realms with Isr'el's land

Shall join in sweet accord

And all that's born of man shall see

The glory of the Lord.

|Behold the Morning Star arise,

Ye that in darkness sit;

He marks the path that leads to peace,

And guides our doubtful feet.|