Verse 1

HARK the glad sound! the Saviour comes, The Saviour promised long: Let every heart prepare a throne, And every voice a song.

Verse 2

He comes the prisoners to release, In Satan’s bondage held; The gates of brass before Him burst. The iron fetters yield.

Verse 3

He comes the broken heart to bind, The bleeding soul to cure, And with the treasures of His grace To enrich the humble poor

Verse 4

Our glad hosannas, Prince of Peace, Thy welcome shall proclaim; And heaven’s eternal arches ring With Thy beloved name.

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