How Sweetly Flowed the Gospel’s Sound

How sweet­ly flowed the Gos­pel’s sound

From lips of gen­tle­ness and grace

While list­en­ing thou­sands ga­thered round

And joy and glad­ness filled the place!

From Heav’n He came—of Heav’n He spoke

To Heav­en He led His fol­low­ers’ way;

Dark clouds of gloomy night He broke

Unveiling an im­mor­tal day.

Come

wan­der­ers

to My Fa­ther’s home;

Come

all ye wea­ry ones

and rest!

Yes

sac­red Teach­er—we will come

Obey Thee—love Thee

and be blest!

Decay

then

te­ne­ments of dust!

Pillars of earth­ly pride

de­cay!

A nob­ler man­sion waits the just

And Je­sus has pre­pared the way.