1.Hail to the brightness of Zion's glad morning!Joy to the lands that in darkness have lain!Hushed be the accents of sorrow and mourning:Zion, in triumph, begins her mild reign.2.Lo, in the desert, rich flowers are springing;Streams ever copious are gliding along;Loud, from the mountaintops, echoes are ringing;Wastes rise in verdure, and mingle in song.3.See, the dead risen from land and from ocean;Praise to Jehovah, ascending on high;Fall'n are the engines of war and commotion;Shouts of salvation are rending the sky.