527. Glad Tidings

1 What a divine harmonious sound
The gospel-trumpet gives;
No music can with it compare;
The soul that knows it lives.

2 Ten thousand blessings it contains,
Divinely rich and free,
For helpless, wretched, ruined man,
Though vile and base as we.

3 It speaks of pardon, full and free,
Through Christ, the Lamb once slain;
Whose blood can cleanse the foulest soul,
And take away all stain.

4 The vilest sinner out of hell,
Who lives to feel his need,
Is welcome to a Throne of Grace,
The Saviour’s blood to plead.

5 The Lord delights to hear them cry,
And knock at mercy’s door;
’Tis grace that makes them feel their need,
And pray to him for more.

6 Nor will he send them empty back,
Nor fright them from the door;
The Father has in Jesus stored
All blessings for the poor.

Text Information
First Line: What a divine harmonious sound
Title: Glad Tidings
Author: W. Gadsby
Meter: C. M.
Language: English
Publication Date: 1844
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Topic: The Gospel
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