1 The voice of free grace cries, Escape to the mountain,
For Adam's lost race Christ hath opened a fountain;
For sin and uncleanness, and every transgression,
His blood flows most freely in streams of salvation.
Hallelujah to the Lamb, etc.

2 Ye souls that are wounded! oh, flee to the Saviour!
He calls you in mercy, 'tis infinite favor;
Your sins are increasing, escape to the mountain
His blood can remove them, it flows from the fountain,
Hallelujah to the Lamb, etc.

3 With joy shall we stand when escaped to the shore;
With harps in our hands we will praise him the more!
We'll range the sweet plains on the banks of the river,
And sing of salvation for ever and ever!
Hallelujah to the Lamb, etc.