175 Hark the glad sound! the Savior comes,

1 Hark the glad sound! the Savior comes, The Savior promised long; Let every heart prepare a throne, And every voice a song. 2 He comes, the prisoners to release, In Satan's bondage held; The gates of brass before Him burst, The iron fetters yield. 3 He comes, the broken heart to bind, The bleeding soul to cure, And with the treasures of His grace To bless the humble poor. 4 Our glad Hosannas, Prince of Peace, Thy welcome shall proclaim, And heaven's eternal arches ring With Thy beloved name.