1 Sound the clarion loud and long,
The gates throw open wide,
For he comes, the great, the strong,
Forever to abide—
Not as in the olden days,
With aching, thorn-crowned brow;
Nations now join in his praise
And low before him bow.
Praise, O praise his holy name,
Sing his praise on high;
Praise in song and loud hosannas
Jesus, monarch of the sky.
2 Blow the clarion’s tuneful blast!
O wanderers, come home;
Your deliv’rer’s come at last,
You need no longer roam.
Jesus Christ as King shall reign;
His throne secure shall be;
Spread the blessed, glad refrain—
His children shall be free. [Refrain]
3 Sound the clarion, praise and sing;
Let all the world rejoice;
Mountains, vales and meadows ring;
Now raise with joy your voice.
Zion’s walls shall firmly stand,
In radiant beauty shine;
Great deliv’rer, strong thy hand,
Thy majesty’s divine. [Refrain]