The tyrant’s fetters break!
In God’s right arm of strength resolved
On glorious victory.
2 Far let the gospel-trump be sounding—
O’er sea, and continent, and isle;
While the sweet voice of grace abounding,
Shall make the burdened captive smile.
Yes! to a world in bondage lying,
Go teach a bleeding Saviour’s name—
Freedom from sin and death proclaim,