The Helper in Sacred Song ‎#167

167. Hark, the glad sound! the Saviour comes

1 Hark, the glad sound! the Saviour comes,
The Saviour promised long;
Let ev’ry heart prepare a throne,
And ev’ry voice a song,
And ev’ry 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,
His holy breast inspire.

3 He comes the pris’ners to release,
In Satan’s bondage held;
The gates of brass before Him burst,
The iron fetters yield,
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,
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,
To enrich the humble poor.

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

Text Information

• First Line: Hark, the glad sound! the Saviour comes
• Author: Rev. Philip Doddridge
• Publication Date: 1889

Tune Information

• Name: CHRISTMAS
• Composer: G. F. Händel