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<h2>BEHOLD! THE MOUNTAIN OF THE LORD</h2>
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<p align="center"><h3>“And it shall come to pass in the last days, that the mountain of the Lord’s house shall be established in the top of the mountains.” Isaiah 2:2</h3></p>
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<p><em>Words:</em> <a href="./hymns/hymns_bio/bio_b_r_bruce_m.html" target="_blank">Michael Bruce</a> (1746-1767); adapted by John Logan in <em>Translations and Paraphrases in Verse of Several Passages of Sacred Scriptures and Prepared by a Committee of the General Assembly of the Church of Scotland in Order to Be Sung in Churches</em> (Edinburgh, Scotland: J. Dickson, 1781).</p>
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<p>Behold! the mountain of the Lord<br>
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In latter days shall rise<br>
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On mountain tops above the hills,<br>
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And draw the wondering eyes.</p>
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<p>To this the joyful nations round,<br>
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All tribes and tongues, shall flow;<br>
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Up to the hill of God, they’ll say,<br>
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And to His house we’ll go.</p>
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<p>The beam that shines from Zion hill<br>
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Shall lighten every land;<br>
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The King Who reigns in Salem’s towers<br>
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Shall all the world command.</p>
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<p>Among the nations He shall judge;<br>
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His judgments truth shall guide;<br>
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His scepter shall protect the just,<br>
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And quell the sinner’s pride.</p>
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<p>No strife shall vex Messiah’s reign<br>
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Or mar the peaceful years;<br>
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To plowshares soon they beat their swords<br>
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To pruning hooks their spears.</p>
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<p>No longer hosts encountering hosts,<br>
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Their millions slain deplore;<br>
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They hang the trumpets in the hall<br>
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And study war no more.</p>
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<p>Come then, O house of Jacob, come<br>
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To worship at His shrine;<br>
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And, walking in the light of God,<br>
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With holy beauties shine.</p>
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<p><em>An anonymous, similar version appeared in 1745:</em></p>
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<p>In latter days, the Mount of God,<br>
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His sacred house shall rise<br>
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Above the mountains and the hills,<br>
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And strike the wondering eyes.</p>
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<p>To this the joyful nations round,<br>
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All Tribes and Tongues shall flow;<br>
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Up to the house of God they’ll say,<br>
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To Jacob’s God, we’ll go.</p>
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<p>To us He’ll point the ways of truth:<br>
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The sacred Path we’ll tread<br>
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From Salem and from Zion-Hill<br>
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His law shall then proceed.</p>
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<p>Among the nations and the isles,<br>
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As Judge supreme, He’ll sit:<br>
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And, vested with unbounded power<br>
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Will punish or seguit.</p>
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<p>No strife shall rage, nor angry feuds,<br>
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Disturb these peaceful years;<br>
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To plowshares then they’ll beat their swords,<br>
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To pruning hooks their spears.</p>
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<p>Then nation shan’t ’gainst nation rise,<br>
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And slaughtered house deplore:<br>
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They’ll lay the useless trumpet by,<br>
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And study war no more.</p>
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<p>O come ye, then, of Jacob’s house,<br>
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Our hearts now let us join:<br>
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And, walking in the light of God,<br>
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With holy beauties shine.</p>
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<p><em><a name="Belknap"></a>Finally, here is a version by <a href="./hymns/hymns_bio/bio_b_e_belknap_j.html" target="_blank">Jeremy Belknap</a>, which appeared in </em>Sacred Poetry Consisting of Psalms and Hymns Adapted to Christian Devotion, in Publick and Private. Selected from the best Authors, with Variations and Additions<em> (Boston, Massachusetts: 1795).</em></p>
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<p><img src="./hymns/hymns_img/img_b_e_belknap_j.jpg" alt="Jeremy Belknap (1744-1798)" align="right" hspace="15" vspace="5" width="99.3333333333333" height="134">O’er mountain tops, the mount of God<br>
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In latter days, shall rise<br>
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Above the summits of the hills,<br>
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And draw the wondering eyes.</p>
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<p>To this the joyful nations round,<br>
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All tribes and tongues shall flow;<br>
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Up to the mount of God, they say,<br>
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And to His house we’ll go.</p>
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<p>The beams that shine from Zion’s hill<br>
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Shall lighten ev’ry land;<br>
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The King, who reigns in Salem’s towers<br>
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Shall the whole world command.</p>
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<p>Among the nations He shall judge,<br>
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His judgments truth shall guide;<br>
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His scepter shall protect the just,<br>
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And crush the sinner’s pride.</p>
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<p>No war shall rage, nor hostile strife<br>
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Disturb those happy years;<br>
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To plough shares men shall beat their swords,<br>
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To pruning hooks their spears.</p>
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<p>No longer hosts, encountering hosts,<br>
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Shall crowds of slain deplore;<br>
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They’ll lay the martial trumpet by,<br>
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And study war no more.</p>
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