The voice of free grace cries, Escape to the mountain!

For Adam’s lost race Christ hath opened a fountain:

For sin and uncleanness, and every transgression,

His blood freely flows in streams of salvation.

Hallelujah to the Lamb who has bought us a pardon!

We will praise Him again when we pass over Jordan.

Our Jesus proclaims His great Name all victorious,

He reigns over all, and His kingdom is glorious!

To Jesus our King—in the great congregation—

With triumph we’ll sing, ascribing salvation.

Hallelujah, &c.

On Zion we stand when escaped to the shore,

With palms in our hands we shall praise Him the more;

We’ll range the sweet plains on the banks of the river,

And sing of salvation for ever and ever.

Hallelujah, &c.