Text:The Gospel Trumpet

CXIII. The Gospel Trumpet

1 Hark, how the gospel trumpet sounds,
Thro' all the world the echo bounds,
And Jesus Christ's redeeming blood
Is bringing sinners home to God,
And guides him safely by his word to endless day.

2 Hail all victorious conq'ring Lord,
By all the heav'nly hosts ador'd,
Who undertook for fallen man,
And bro't salvation thro' thy name,
That we with thee might live and reign in endless day.

3 Fight on ye conqu'ring saints, fight on,
And when the conquest you have won,
Then palms of victory, you shall bear,
And in his kingdom have a share,
And crowns of glory you shall wear in endless day.

4 Thy blood dear Jesus, once was spilt,
To save our souls from sin and guilt;
And sinners now may come to God,
And find salvation through his word,
And sail by faith upon that flood to endless day.

5 Thro' storms and calms by faith we steer,
By feeble hopes and gloomy fears,
'Till we arrive at Canaan's shore,
Where sin and sorrow are more,
We shout our trials, there all o'er to endless day.

6 Then we shall in sweet chorus join,
With saints and angels all combine,
To sing of his redeeming love,
When rolling years shall cease to move,

Text Information
First Line: Hark, how the gospel trumpet sounds
Title: The Gospel Trumpet
Language: English
Publication Date: 1802
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