Christian Hymns/Hark, the Glad Sound!

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Hark, the glad Sound! the Saviour comes!

The Saviour promised long!

Let every heart prepare a throne,

And every voice a song.

On Him the Spirit largely poured,

Exerts its sacred fire;

Wisdom and might, and zeal and ;ove,

His holy breast inspire.

He comes the prisoners to release,

In Satan’s bondage held;

The gates of brass before him burst,

The iron fetters yield.

He comes from thickest Films of Vice

To clear the mental ray,

And on the eye-balls of the blind

To pour celestial day.

He comes the broken heart to bind,

The bleeding soul to cure,

And with the treasures of his grace

To enrich the humble poor.

His silver trumpets publish loud

The jubilee of the Lord;

Our debts are all remitted now

Our heritage restored.

Our glad hosannas, Prince of Peace,

Thy welcome shall proclaim;

And heaven's eternal arches ring

With thy beloved Name.