1 MESSIAH, full of grace,
Redeemed by thee, we plead
The promise made to Abraham's race,
To souls for ages dead.
2 Their bones, as quite dried up,
Throughout the vale appear:
Cut off and lost their last faint hope
To see thy kingdom here.
3 Open their graves, and bring
The outcasts forth, to own
Thou art their Lord, their God and king,
Their true Anointed One.
4 To save the race forlorn,
Thy glorious arm display!
And show the world a nation born,
A nation in a day!