Hark, a Joyful Voice Is Thrilling

Hark

a joy­ful voice is thrill­ing

And each dim and wind­ing way

Of the an­cient tem­ple fill­ing;

Dreams

de­part! for it is day.

Christ is com­ing—from thy bed

Earth-bound soul

awake and spring—

With the sun new-ris­en to shed

Health on hu­man suf­fer­ing.

Lo! to grant a par­don free

Comes a will­ing Lamb from Heav’n;

Sad and tear­ful

hast­en we

One and all

to be for­giv’n.

Once again He comes in light

Girding earth with fear and woe;

Lord! be Thou our lov­ing might

From our guilt and ghast­ly foe.

To the Fa­ther

and the Son

And the Spir­it

who in Heav’n

Ever wit­ness

Three and One

Praise on earth be ev­er giv’n.