CXXII. Preaching of glad tidings

1 O Christ, what gracious words,
Are ever, ever thine;
Thy voice is music to the soul,
And life and peace divine.

2 Good, everlasting good,
Glad tidings full of joy,
Flow from thy lips, the lips of truth,
And flow without alloy.

3 The broken heart, the poor,
The bruis'd, the deaf, the blind;
The dumb, the dead, the captive wretch,
In thee compassion find.

4 Lord Jesus, speed the day,
The promis'd day of grace,
To all the poor, the dumb, the deaf,
The dead of Adam's race.

5 One song shall then employ
The blessed, blessing whole;
And human nature shout thy name,
The life of ev'ry soul.

Text Information
First Line: O Christ, what gracious words
Title: Preaching of glad tidings
Author: George Richards
Meter: S. M.
Language: English
Publication Date: 1792
Scripture: ;
Topic: Hymns, on the Life of Immanuel, the Head of every Man
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