1 Blow ye the Trumpet, blow,
The gladly solemn Sound,
Let all the Nations know,
To Earth's remotest Bounds
The Year of Jubilee is come,
Return ye ransom'd Sinners home.

2 Exalt the Son of God;
The all atoning Lamb;
Redemption thro' his Blood
To all the World proclaim:
The Year of Jubilee is come,
Return ye ransom'd Sinners home.

3 Ye who have fold for nought,
Your Heritage above:
Come take it back unbought,
The gift of Jesus Love:
The Year of Jubilee is come,
Return ye ransom'd Sinners home.

4 The Gospel Trumpet sounds;
Let all the Nations hear,
And Earth's remotest Bounds
Before the Throne appear:
The Year of Jubilee is come,
Return ye ransom'd Sinners home.