Blow ye the trumpet, blow! The gladly solemn sound Let all the nations know, To earth’s remotest bound: The year of jubilee is come! The year of jubilee is come. Amen. Return, ye ransomed sinners, home.
Extol the Lamb of God, The sin atoning Lamb; Redemption by His blood Throughout the lands proclaim. The year of jubilee is come&c
Ye slaves of sin and hell, Your liberty receive, And safe in Jesus dwell, And blest in Jesus live: The year of jubilee is come &c
Jesus our great High Priest, Hath full atonement made; Ye weary spirits, rest; Ye mournful souls, be glad. The year of jubilee is come &c
Hearts that are weary, come Rest on the Saviour’s breast Inconsolable heart, come Be cheerful and rejoice The year of jubilee is come. Amen.