O'er the gloomy hills of darkness, Look, my soul! be still and gaze; All the promises do travail With a glorious day of grace: Blessed jub'lee! Blessed jub'lee! Let thy glorious morning dawn. May the glorious day approaching Thine eternal love proclaim, And the everlasting Gospel Spread abroad Thy holy name O'er the borders O'er the borders Of the great Emmanuel's land. Kingdoms wide, that sit in darkness, Grant them, Lord the glorious light, And from eastern coast to western May the morning chase the night: And redemption, And redemption, Freely purchased, win the day.