Good news! good news of a soul redeemed,
A penitent forgiven!
Good news! good news that another friend
Is on the way to Heaven!

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Rejoice! rejoice! there’s joy today
In the land beyond the river;
Another gem for His diadem,
A star to shine forever.

Good news! good news that another heart
Has learned redemption’s story;
Good news! good news that another voice
Will sing His praise in glory.

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Good news! good news that another life
Will show the power of Jesus,
Will prove the might of the saving grace
Which daily, hourly frees us.

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Good news! good news that another hand
Will precious seed be sowing,
Another guide to lead straying feet
Where living streams are flowing.

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Ring the bells of Heaven! There is joy today,
For a soul, returning from the wild!
See, the Father meets him out upon the way,
Welcoming His weary, wandering child.

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Glory! Glory! How the angels sing:
Glory! Glory! How the loud harps ring!
’Tis the ransomed army, like a mighty sea,
Pealing forth the anthem of the free.

Ring the bells of Heaven! There is joy today,
For the wanderer now is reconciled;
Yes, a soul is rescued from his sinful way,
And is born anew a ransomed child.

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Ring the bells of Heaven! Spread the feast today!
Angels, swell the glad triumphant strain!
Tell the joyful tidings, bear it far away!
For a precious soul is born again.

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There is sound of rejoicing around the great throne,
A whisper of myriad wings;
For the foe that accuseth us lies cast down,
And the choir of angels sings—

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Salvation, and honor, and majesty be,
Lord of all power and might unto Thee.

And the soul may approach to her God without dread,
In moment of praise of prayer;
“Fear ye not,” the bright angels of God have said,
“Glad tidings of joy we bear.”

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But the hour draweth nigh when the angel shall stand
With foot on the silent shore;
By the Lord he shall swear, as he lifts his hand,
And that Time shall be no more.

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And the thunders shall roll, and the dead, great and small,
At the throne of the Judge shall stand;
And the song shall re sound thro’ the heav’nly hall,
Of the saints at God’s right hand.

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When a sinner comes, as a sinner may,
There is joy, there is joy;
When he turns to God in the Gospel way,
There is joy, there is joy.

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There is joy among the angels,
And their harps with music ring,
When a sinner comes repenting,
Bending low before the King.

When a soul is born in the kingdom bright,
There is joy, there is joy;
When it walks by faith in the Gospel light,
There is joy, there is joy.

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When a pilgrim comes to the river wide,
There is joy, there is joy;
When he dwells secure on the other side,
There is joy, there is joy.

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There was joy in Heaven,
There was joy in Heaven,
When this goodly world to frame
The Lord of might and mercy came;
Shouts of joy were heard on high,
And the stars sang from the sky,
Glory to God in Heav’n.

There was joy in Heaven,
There was joy in Heaven,
When the billows heaving dark,
Sank around the stranded ark,
And the rainbow’s watery span
Spake of mercy, hope to man,
And peace with God in Heav’n.

There was joy in Heaven,
There was joy in Heaven,
When of love the midnight beam
Dawned on the towers of Bethlehem,
And along the echoing hill
Angels sang, “On earth good will,
And glory in the Heav’n!”

There was joy in Heaven,
There was joy in Heaven,
When the soul that went astray
Turns to Christ, the living Way,
And, by grace of Heav’n subdued,
Breathes a prayer of gratitude,
Oh, there is joy in Heav’n.

Why do the holy angels sing?
Why do the heav’nly arches ring
With anthems sweet from seraphs bright,
With glittering crowns and robes of white?

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They sing of the Lamb that was slain,
The Savior that lives again,
The Root and the Offspring of David,
The bright and Morning Star!

Glory to Thee, our God, they cry,
Maker of earth, and sea, and sky,
To Thee our highest strains belong,
Thou great Inspirer of our song.

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Beautiful world where all is bright,
Rivers of gold and fields of light,
In murmured tones of joy prolong
The echo of the angels’ song.

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Well may the holy angels sing,
Well may the heav’nly arches ring,
With anthems sweet from choirs above,
They sing of God, and God is love.

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