Salvation

C. M.
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Salvation! O the joyful sound
Tis pleasure to our ears;
A sovereign balm for every wound,
A cordial for our fears

Buried in sorrow and in sin,
At hells dark door we lay;
But we arise by grace divine,
To see a heavenly day.

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