Stanza | Poetry Source by First Line | |||
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1 |
Hark! How the gospel trumpet sounds! Thro' all the world the echo bounds; And Jesus by redeeming blood, Is bringing sinners home to God, And guides them safely by His word To endless day. |
Hark how the Gospel Trumpet sounds, Stanza 1 |
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2 |
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 Thy blood, And sail by faith upon that flood To endless day. |
Hark how the Gospel Trumpet sounds, Stanza 4 |