1 Now be the God of Israel bless'd,
Who makes his Truth appear;
His mighty Hand fulfils his Word,
And all the Oaths he sware.

2 Now he bedews old David's Root
With Blessings from the Skies;
He makes the Branch of Promise grow,
The promis'd Horn arise.

[3 John was the Prophet of the Lord,
To go before his Face,
The Herald which our Saviour God
Sent to prepare his Ways.

4 He makes the great Salvation known,
He speaks of pardon'd Sins;
While Grace Divine, and Heav'nly Love,
In its own Glory shines.

5 "Behold the Lamb of God, he cries,
"That takes our Guilt away:
"I saw the Spirit o'er his Head
"On his Baptizing Day.]

6 "Be ev'ry Vale exalted high,
"Sink ev'ry Mountain low;
"The Proud must stoop, and humble Souls
"Shall his Salvation know.

7 "The Heathen Realms with Israel's Land,
"Shall join in sweet Accord;
"And all that's born of Man shall see
"The Glory of the Lord.

8 "Behold the Morning Star arise,
"Ye that in Darkness sit;
"He marks the Path that leads to Peace,
"And guides our doubtful Feet."