Hark the glad sound! the Saviour comes
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Hark the glad sound! the Saviour comes,The Saviour promised long;He comes to reign on David's throne;Lift up your joyful song.
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He comes, the prisoner to release,In Satan's bondage held;The gates of brass before him burst,The iron fetters yield.
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He comes to usher in the mornWith his celestial ray,And on the eyes oppressed with nightTo pour eternal day.
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He comes, the broken heart to bind,The wounded soul to cure,And, with the treasures of his grace,To bless the humble poor.
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Our glad hosannas, Prince of peace,Thy welcome shall proclaim,And heaven's eternal arches ringWith thy beloved name.