Verse 1
Shall hymns of grateful love
Thro’ Heav’n’s high arches ring,
And all the hosts above
Their songs of triumph sing;
And shall we not take up the strain,
And send the echo back again?
Verse 2
Shall every ransomed tribe
Of Adam’s scattered race,
To Christ all power ascribe,
Who saved them by His grace;
And shall we not take up the strain,
And send the echo back again?
Verse 3
Shall they adore the Lord
Who bought them with His blood,
And all the love record
That led them home to God;
And shall we not take up the strain,
And send the echo back again?
Verse 4
Oh! Spread the joyful sound,
The Saviour’s love proclaim,
And publish all around
Salvation thro’ His Name
And shall we not take up the strain,
And send the echo back again?
Author: J.J Cummins