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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.
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 in the hedge and highway,
Earth’s dark spots where exiles roam;
Let it tell all things are ready,
Father waits to welcome home.
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 for the heavy laden,
Weary, longing to be free;
Sound a Savior’s invitation,
Sweetly saying, “Come to Me.”
Blow the trumpet, trusty watchman,
Blow it loud o’er land and sea;
God commissions,
sound the message!
Every captive may be free.
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LYRICS
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Meter:
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8 7 8 7 and refrain
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Dates:
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1894
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Bible Refs:
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Mt 24:14;
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MUSIC
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Name:
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BLOW THE TRUMPET
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Meter:
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8 7 8 7 and refrain
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Writer(s):
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