HARK THE GLAD SOUND!
The Saviour comes,
The Saviour promised long.
Let every heart prepare a throne,
And every voice a song.

He comes the prisoners to release,
In Satan’s bondage held.
The gates of brass before Him burst,
The iron fetters yield.

He comes the broken heart to bind,
The bleeding soul to cure,
And with the treasures of His grace
To enrich the humble poor.

Our glad hosannas, Prince of Peace,
Thy welcome shall proclaim.
And heaven’s eternal arches ring
With Thy beloved name.
          Philip Doddridge,
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O COME, O COME, IMMANUEL,
And ransom captive Israel,
That mourns in lonely exile here
Until the Son of God appear.

Rejoice, rejoice! Immanuel
Shall come to thee, O Israel.

O come, O come, Thou Lord of might
Who to Thy tribes on Sinai’s height
In ancient times didst give the law
In cloud, and majesty, and awe.

O come, Thou Rod of Jesse, free
Thine own from Satan’s tyranny.
From depths of hell Thy people save
And give them victory o’er the grave.

O come, Thou Dayspring, come and cheer
Our spirits by Thine advent here.
Disperse the gloomy clouds of night,
And death’s dark shadows put to flight.

O come, Thou Key of David, come
And open wide our heavenly home.
Make safe the way that leads on high,
And close the path to misery.
        Tr. John Mason Neale
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YE SERVANTS OF GOD,
Your Master proclaim,
And publish abroad
His wonderful name.
The name all-victorious
Of Jesus extol.
His kingdom is glorious
And rules over all.

God ruleth on high,
Almighty to save.
And still, He is nigh,
His presence we have.
The great congregation
His triumph shall sing,
Ascribing salvation
To Jesus our King.

Salvation to God,
Who sits on the throne!
Let all cry aloud,
And honour the Son.
The praises of Jesus
The angels proclaim,
Fall down on their faces,
And worship the Lamb.

Then let us adore,
And give Him His right,
All glory and power,
All wisdom and might,
All honour and blessing,
With angels above,
And thanks never ceasing,
And infinite love.
      Charles Wesley.
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FORTH IN THY NAME, O LORD, I GO,
My daily labour to pursue,
Thee, only Thee, resolved to know
In all I think, or speak, or do.

The task Thy wisdom hath assigned
O let me cheerfully fulfil.
In all my works Thy presence find,
And prove Thy acceptable will.

Thee, may I set at my right hand,
Whose eyes my inmost substance see.
And labour on at Thy command,
And offer all my works to Thee.

Give me to bear Thy easy yoke,
And every moment, watch and pray,
And still to things eternal look,
And hasten to Thy glorious day.

For Thee delightfully employ
Whate’er Thy bounteous grace hath given,
And run my course with even joy,
And closely walk with Thee to heaven.
          Charles Wesley
Contributors:   Revd Canon Christopher Bull, Robert Walpole, Roger Edwards, Sally Clements, Vanessa Margan
Production:   David Carter