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The glorious gospel of our God
Is joyful news from heav'n;
Salvation free in Jesus' blood,
And life eternal giv'n.
'Tis not the gospel's joyful sound;
That fallen men declare,
When Sinai's thunders they confound
With Zion's beauties fair.
He needs no creature's power or skill
His finished work to mend;
But works His own eternal will
As wisdom did intend.
When Uzzah stretched his puny hand,
Behold his awful fall;
The shaking ark secure shall stand
When God designs it shall.
If 'tis of works, and not of grace,
No crown shall mortals have;
Not all the good of Adam's race
A single soul can save.
To God, the Father's love divine,
The Spirit, and the Son,
Let everlasting honors shine
While years eternal run.
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