Text:The Jubilee
Author:Toplady

LVII. The Jubilee

1 Blow ye the trumpet, blow
The gladly solemn sound!
Let all the nations know
To earth's remotest bound,
The year of jubilee is come;
Return ye ransom'd sinners, home.

2 Exalt the Lamb of God.
The sin atoning Lamb;
Redemption by his blood,
Thro' all the lands proclaim:
The year of jubilee is come;
Return ye ransom'd sinners, home.

3 Ye, who have sold for nought
Your heritage above,
Shall have it back, unbought,
The gift of Jesu's love:
The year of jubilee is come;
Return ye ransom'd sinners, home.

4 The gospel trumpet hear,
The news of pardoning grace;
Ye happy souls draw near,
Behold your Saviour's face:
The year of jubilee is come;
Return ye ransom'd sinners, home.

5 Jesus, our great High Priest,
Hath full atonement made;
Ye weary spirits rest,
Ye mournful souls be glad!
The year of jubilee is come;
Return, ye ransom'd sinners, home.

Text Information
First Line: Blow ye the trumpet, blow
Title: The Jubilee
Author: Toplady
Language: English
Publication Date: 1793
Topic: Redemption
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