Hymn H123

Blow ye the trumpet, blow!
The joyful welcome sound!
Let scattered Israel know
To earth's remotest bound,

The year of jubilee is come,
Return, O exiled Israel, home;
For long in Gentile lands,
Dejected and forlorn,

Thy weary mourning bands
Have borne their cruel scorn,
But now His love again is shown;
Return, O wandering Israel, home!

On David's royal throne
The Saviour King shall reign;
His sway all nations own,
From east to western main:

The year of thy redemption's come:
Return, O ransomed Israel, home!
Blow ye the trumpet, blow!
The jubilee proclaim!

Thy tribes shall blessing know,
Through Jesus' mighty Name:
The day of glad release is come,
Return, O happy Israel, home!