Salvation, O the Joyful Sound

Lyrics

Salvation! O, the joyful sound!
’Tis pleasure to our ears;
A sov’reign balm for ev’ry wound,
A cordial for our fears.

Buried in sorrow and in sin;
At hell’s dark door we lay,
But we arise by grace divine,
To see a heav’nly day.

Salvation! Let the echo fly
The spacious earth around,
While all the armies of the sky,
Conspire to raise the sound.