Hark the Glad Sound-Haweis
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w: Philip Doddridge, 1735
m: Thomas Haweis, 1792
tune: Richmond
meter: C.M.

[Verse 1]
Hark, the glad sound! The Savior comes!
The Savior promised long;
Let ev'ry heart prepare a throne,
And every voice a song.

[Verse 2]
On Him the Spirit, largely poured,
Exerts its sacred Fire;
Wisdom and might, and zeal and love,
His holy Breast inspire.

[Verse 3]
He comes the pris'ners to release,
In Satan's bondage held;
The gates of brass before Him burst,
The iron fetters yield.

[Verse 4]
He comes from thickest films of vice
To clear the mental ray,
And on the eyeballs of the blind
To pour celestial day.

[Verse 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.

[Verse 6]
His silver trumpets publish loud
The jub'lee of the Lord;
Our debts are all remitted now,
Our heritage restored.

[Verse 7]
Our glad hosannas, Prince of Peace,
Thy welcome shall proclaim;
And Heav'n's eternal arches ring
With Thy beloved name.