HYMN IV.
[All praise to the Lord Whose trumpet we hear]
All praise to the Lord Whose trumpet we hear,
Which speaks in His word The festival year:
The loud proclamation Of freedom from thrall,
And gospel salvation Is publish'd to all.
The year of release Even now is begun,
And pardon, and peace With Jesus sent down;
Eternal redemption Through Him we obtain,
And present exemption From passionate pain.
Ye spirits enslaved Your liberty claim,
Believe, and be saved Through Jesus's name;
That infinite Lover Of sinners embrace,
And gladly recover His forfeited grace.
With joyfulest news Your prisons resound,
Your fetters are loose, Your souls are unbound;
Resume the possession For which ye were born,
From Satan's oppression To heaven return.
