Full Lyrics
1. Blow ye the trumpet, blow
The gladly solemn sound,
Let all the nations know
To earth’s remotest bound
The year of jubilee is come;
Return, ye ransomed sinners, home!
2. Jesus, our great high priest,
Hath full atonement made;
Ye weary spirits rest,
Ye mournful souls be glad,
The year of jubilee is come;
Return, ye ransomed sinners, home!
