47a. Primrose

1. Salvation, O the joyful sound,
’Tis pleasure to our ears;
A sov’reign balm for ev’ry wound,
A cordial for our fears.

2. Buried in sorrow and in sin,
At hell’s dark door we lay;
But we arise by grace divine
To see a heav’nly day.

3. Salvation! Let the echo fly
The spacious earth around;
While all the armies of the sky
Conspire to raise the sound.

Text Information
First Line: Salvation, O the joyful sound!
Title: Primrose
Author: Isaac Watts (1707)
Publication Date: 1991
Meter: C. M.
Tune Information
Composer: Amzi Chapin (1812)
Meter: C. M.
Key: A Major

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