| There’s a song in my heart that the angels can’t sing |
| A melody so rich and sweet |
| It’s a song of praise, a personal symphony |
| It’s Zion’s, Zion’s Song |
| There’s a sound in you that Heaven must hear |
| A melody so rich and sweet |
| It’s a song of praise, a personal symphony |
| I’ts Zion’s, Zion’s Song |
| Zion, lift your harps from the willow tree |
| Zion, lift your voice and sing |
| Zion, lift your harps from the willow tree |
| Zion, lift your voice and sing |
| Zion, lift your harps from the willow tree |
| Zion, lift your voice and sing |
| Your song of liberty |
| Heaven waits for your song, Zion |
| Heaven waits for your song, Zion |
| Heaven waits for your song, Zion |
| Heaven waits for your song, Zion |
| Heaven waits for your song, Zion |
| Heaven waits for your song, Zion |
| Heaven waits for your song, Zion |
| Heaven waits for your song, Zion |
| Sing, Zion |
| Shout, Zion |
| Sing, Zion |
| Shout, Zion |
| Sing, Zion |
| Shout, Zion |
| Sing, Zion |
| Shout, Zion |
| Sing, Zion |
| Shout, Zion |
| Sing, Zion |
| Shout, Zion |
| Sing, Zion |
| Shout, Zion |
| Sing, Zion |
| Shout |
| Heaven waits for your song, Zion |