1 Hark, the glad sound! the Saviour comes! The Saviour promised long! Let every heart prepare a throne, And every voice a song.
2 On him the spirit largely poured Exerts its sacred fire;
Wisdom and might, and zeal and love His holy breast inspire.
3 He comes, the prisoners to release, In Satan's bondage held;
The gates of brass before him burst, The iron fetters yield.
4 He comes from thickest films of vice To clear the mental ray, And on the eye-balls of the blind To pour celestial day.
5 He comes the broken heart to bind, The bleeding soul to cure, And with the treasures of his grace Enrich the humble poor.
6 Our glad hosannas, Prince of peace, Thy welcome shall proclaim, And heaven's eternal arches ring With thy beloved name.
1 Hail to the Lord's Anointed! Great David's greater Son; Hail, in the time appointed, His reign on earth begun! He comes to break oppression, To let the captive free; To take away transgression, And rule in equity.
2 He comes with succour speedy, To those who suffer wrong; To help the poor and needy, And bid the weak be strong: To give them songs for sighing, Their darkness turn to light, Whose souls, enslaved and dying, Were precious in his sight.
3 He shall come down like showers Upon the fruitful earth, And love, joy, hope, like flowers, Spring in his path to birth; Before him, on the mountains, Shall Peace, the herald, go; And Righteousness, in fountains, From hill to valley flow.
4 For him shall prayer unceasing, And daily vows ascend; His kingdom still increasing, A kingdom without end: The mountain-dews shall nourish A seed in weakness sown, Whose fruit shall spread and flourish, And shake like Lebanon.
5 O'er every foe victorious,
He on his throne shall rest, From age to age more glorious, All-blessing and all-blest;
The tide of time shall never His covenant remove; His Name shall stand for ever, That Name to us is, Love.
1 Calm on the listening ear of night Come Heaven's melodious strains, Where wild Judea stretches far Her silver-mantled plains.
2 Celestial choirs from courts above Shed sacred glories there;
And angels, with their sparkling lyres, Make music on the air.
3 The answering hills of Palestine Send back the glad reply;
And greet, from all their holy heights, The day-spring from on high.
4 O'er the blue depths of Galilee There comes a holier calm; And Sharon waves, in solemn praise, Her silent groves of palm.
5 "Glory to God!" the sounding skies Loud with their anthems ring, "Peace to the earth! good-will to men, From Heaven's eternal King!"
6 Light on thy hills, Jerusalem! The Saviour now is born!
And bright on Bethlehem's joyous plains Breaks the first Christmas morn.
1 What sudden blaze of song
Spreads o'er the expanse of heaven!
In waves of light it thrills along,
Th' angelic signal given :
"Glory to God on high, on earth be peace,
And love towards men of love, salvation and release!"
2 Like circles widening round Upon a clear blue river,
Orb after orb, the wondrous sound Is echoed on for ever:
Glory to God on high, on earth be peace, And love towards men of love, salvation and release!"
1 When Jordan hushed his waters still, And silence slept on Zion's hill;
When Bethlehem's shepherds through the night Watched o'er their flocks by starry light:
2 Hark! from the midnight hills around, A voice, of more than mortal sound, In distant hallelujahs stole,
Wild murmuring o'er the raptured soul.
3 On wheels of light, on wings of flame, The glorious hosts of Zion came :
High heaven with songs of triumph rung, While thus they struck their harps, and sung:
4 "O Zion! lift thy raptured eye, The long-expected hour is nigh; The joys of nature rise again, The prince of Salem comes to reign.
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