1. Zion hears the watchmen’s voices,
With gladness all her heart rejoices,
She eager wakes to greet the day.
See, her Lord from heav’n descending
With grace and truth and power unending,
Her day-star dawns with brightest ray.
O come, thou blessèd One, Lord Jesu, God’s own Son.
Hosianna!
We follow there Thy feast to share,
And taste the joys beyond compare.

2. Glory now to God we render,
Who reigns on high in heavenly splendour;
Let every tongue in praise unite.
Lo, we enter heaven’s high portal
To join the song of saints immortal
With angels round Thy Throne of Light.
No mortal joy can e’er with heaven’s true bliss compare;
Alleluia!
Rejoice below, i-o, i-o,
Sing out In dulci iubilo!

English text by John Rutter from the original of Philipp Nicolai [1556-1608]