Hark, the glad sound! The Saviour comes

Hark, the glad sound! the saviour comes,
the Saviour promised long;
let every heart prepare a throne
and every voice a song.

2. On him the Holy Spirit pours
the promised sacred fire;
his power and wisdom, zeal and love
the anointed Son inspire.

3. He comes the prisoners to release
in Satan’s bondage held;
the gates of brass before him burst,
the iron fetters yield.

4. He comes to cleanse the human mind
from thickest scales of sin,
and by the entrance of his words
give light and life within.

5. He comes the broken heart to bind,
the wounded soul to heal,
and in his gospel to the poor
God’s riches to reveal.

6. The silver trumpets sound aloud
God’s year of jubilee;
our debts are all remitted now
and we may all go free.

7. Our glad hosannas, Prince of peace,
your welcome shall proclaim,
and heaven’s eternal arches ring
with your beloved name.