The Nativity

1 Hark the glad sound! the Savior comes,
The Savior promised long!
Let every heart prepare a throne
And every voice a song.

2 On him the Spirit largely poured,
Exerts its sacred fire;
Wisdom and might, and zeal, and love,
His holy breast inspire.

3 He comes the prisoners to release,
In Satan's bondage held;
The gates of brass before him burst,
The iron fetters yield.

4 He comes, from thickest films of vice
To clear the mental ray;
And on the eye-balls of the blind
To pour celestial day.

5 He comes the broken heart to bind,
The bleeding soul to cure;
And with the riches of his grace.
To enrich the humble poor,

6 Our glad hosannas, Prince of Peace,
Thy welcome shall proclaim;
And heaven's eternal arches ring
With thy beloved name.

The Christian's duty, exhibited in a series of hymns, 1791

• MIDI file from Psalter Hymnal (Gray) #335
  
• MIDI file from Psalter Hymnal (Gray) #335
  
• MIDI file from The Southern Harmony #199