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Break forth into joy.
Isaiah 52:9.
Raise your triumphant songs
To an immortal tune;
Let the wide earth resound the deeds
Celestial grace has done.
2 Sing how Eternal Love
His Chief Belovéd chose,
And bade him raise our wretched race
From their abyss of woes.
3 His hand no thunder bears,
Nor terror clothes his brow;
No bolts to drive our guilty souls
To fiercer flames below.
4 He shows his Father’s love,
To raise our souls on high;
He came with pardon from above
To rebels doomed to die.
5 Now, sinners, dry your tears;
Let hopeless sorrow cease;
Bow to the scepter of his love,
And take the offered peace.
6 Lord, we obey thy call;
We lay an humble claim
To the salvation thou hast brought,
And love and praise thy name.
Watts.