People of Zion, you will live in Jerusalem.
And weep no more , he will be gracious.
We will be forged into the strongest aluminium.
Now at last can our faith be truly audacious.

On every high mountain , on every high hill.
There will be streams and watercourses.
We follow his star through life’s grinding mill.
His love removes all lingering losses

He who is your teacher will hide no more.
You will see your teacher with your own eyes.
He will come into our inmost crying core.
He will wipe away all our weary sighs.

He will send rain for the seed you sow.
Following him we need never feel low.

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Often we are low
We look to him to raise us
He calls from the depths

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See Isaiah 30: 19-21, 23-26