Blow ye the trumpet, blow
4 6s & 2 8s.
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Blow ye the trumpet, blowThe gladly solemn sound;Let all the nations know,To earth's remotest bound,The year of Jubilee is come;Return, ye ransomed sinners, home.
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Ye slaves of sin and hell,Your liberty receive,And safe in Jesus dwell,And blest in Jesus live.The year of Jubilee is come;Return, ye ransomed sinners, home.
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Ye who have sold for noughtYour heritage above,Shall have it back unbought,The gift of Jesus' love.The year of Jubilee is come;Return, ye ransomed sinners, home.
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The gospel trumpet hear,The news of heavenly grace;And, saved from earth, appearBefore your Savior's face.The year of Jubilee is come;Return, ye ransomed sinners, home.