Watchman, Blow the Gospel Trumpet

Watchman

blow the Gos­pel trum­pet

Every soul a warn­ing give;

Whosoever hears the mes­sage

May re­pent

and turn and live.

Blow the trum­pet

trus­ty watch­man

Blow it loud o’er land and sea;

God com­mis­sions

sound the mes­sage!

Every cap­tive may be free.

Sound it loud o’er ev­ery hill­top

Gloomy shade and sun­ny plain;

Ocean depths re­peat the mes­sage

Full sal­va­tion’s glad re­frain.

Sound it in the hedge and high­way

Earth’s dark spots where ex­iles roam;

Let it tell all things are rea­dy

Father waits to wel­come home.

Sound it for the hea­vy la­den

Weary

long­ing to be free;

Sound a Sav­ior’s in­vi­ta­tion

Sweetly say­ing

Come to Me.