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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 His 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 eyeballs 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
To enrich the humble poor.
6 Our glad hosannas, Prince of Peace!
Thy welcome shall proclaim;
And heaven's eternal arches ring
With Thy belovéd Name.
Text Information | |
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First Line: | Hark, the glad sound, the Saviour comes |
Author: | Doddridge (1755) |
Meter: | C. M. |
Language: | English |
Publication Date: | 1890 |
Topic: | Advent; Advent, First Sunday; Lent, Third Sunday |
Notes: | Alternate tune #579 |
Tune Information | |
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Name: | DIE HELLE SONN IST NUN DAHIN |
Meter: | C. M. |
Key: | B♭ Major |
Notes: | Composer from index: S. Th. Stade, 1644 |