176 On Jordan's bank the herald's cry

1 On Jordan's bank the herald's cry Announces that the Lord is nigh; Awake and hearken, for he brings Glad tidings of the King of kings. 2 Then cleansed be every Christian breast And furnished for so great a guest; Yea, let us each our hearts prepare For Christ to come and enter there. 3 For Thou art our salvation, Lord, Our refuge and our great reward; Without Thy grace we waste away, Like flowers that wither and decay. 4 To heal the sick stretch out Thine hand, And bid the fallen sinner stand; Once more upon Thy people shine, And fill the world with love divine. 5 All praise, eternal Son, to Thee, Whose advent set Thy people free: Whom with the Father we adore, And Holy Ghost, for evermore.