Hark, the glad sound! the Saviour comes
Let every heart prepare a throne and every voice a song
The treasures of his grace enrich the humble poor


Hark, the glad sound! The Saviour comes
The Saviour promised long!
Let every heart prepare a throne
And every voice a 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 heart to bind
The bleeding soul to cure
And with the treasures of his grace
Enrich the humble poor

Our glad hosannas, Prince of peace
Thy welcome shall proclaim
And heaven's eternal arches ring
With thy beloved name""