Hark, the glad sound—the Saviour comes!
The Saviour promised long ;
Let every heart exult with joy,
And every voice be song !
He comes ! the prisoners to release,
In Satan's bondage held;
The gates of brass before Him burst,
The iron fetters yield.
He comes ! the broken hearts to bind,
The bleeding souls to cure;
And with the treasures of His grace
To enrich the humble poor.
Our glad hosannas, Prince of Peace !
Thy welcome shall proclaim;
And heaven's exalted arches ring
With Thy most honoured name.