كلمات Arise! Arise, With Joy Survey

Arise! arise, with joy survey The glory of the latter day; Already is the dawn begun, Which marks at hand a rising sun, Which marks at hand a rising sun. "Behold the way!" ye heralds, cry; Spare not, but lift your voices high; Convey the sound from pole to pole, "Glad tidings" to the captive soul, "Glad tidings" to the captive soul. "Behold the way!" to Zion's hill: Where Israel's God delights to dwell! He fixes there His lofty throne, And calls the sacred place His own, And calls the sacred place His own. The north gives up-the south no more Keeps back her consecrated store; From east to west the message runs, And either India yields her sons, And either India yields her sons.