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1 The voice of Free Grace, cries, escape to the mountain,
For Adam's lost race Christ hath open'd a fountain,
For sin and transgression, and every pollution,
His blood it flows freely in plenteous redemption.
Chorus:
Hallelujah to the Lamb who purchas'd our pardon;
We'll praise him again when we pass over Jordan.
2 That fountain so clear, in which all may find pardon,
From Jesus's side flows plenteous redemption;
Though your sins were increas'd as high as a mountain,
His blood flows freely in streams of salvation. [Chorus]
3 Oh! Jesus ride on, thy kingdom is glorious,
O'er sin, death and Hell, thou wilt make us victorious:
Thy name shall be prais'd in the great congregation,
And saints shall delight in ascribing salvation. [Chorus]
4 When on Zion we stand, having gain'd the blest shore,
With our harps in our hands we'll praise him evermore;
We'll range the blest fields on the bank of the river,
And sing Hallelujah for ever and ever. [Chorus]
| Text Information | |
|---|---|
| First Line: | The voice of Free Grace, cries, escape to the mountain |
| Language: | English |
| Publication Date: | 1801 |
| Notes: | Public Domain. |