Text: | 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
Through all the lands proclaim:
The year of Jubilee is come,
Return, ye ransom'd sinners, home.
3 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 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,
Has 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 | |
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First Line: | Blow ye the trumpet, blow |
Title: | The Jubilee |
Language: | English |
Publication Date: | 1799 |
Topic: | Gospel: Jubilee |