On Jordan’s bank the Baptist’s cry
Announces that the Lord is nigh;
Come, then, and hearken, for he brings
Glad tidings from the King of kings.
Then cleansed be every Christian breast
And furnished for so great a Guest.
Yea, let us each our hearts prepare
For Christ to come and enter there.
For thou art our Salvation, Lord,
Our Refuge, and our great Reward.
Without thy grace our souls must fade
And wither like a flower decayed.
Stretch forth thine hand to heal our soul
And make us rise to fall no more;
Once more upon thy people shine
And fill our world with love divine.
All praise, eternal Son, to thee
Whose advent sets thy people free,
Whom, with the Father, we adore
And Spirit blessed for evermore.
Words: Charles Coffin, 1736;
trans. John Chandler, 1837
Music: Winchester New
–performed by St Edmundsbury Cathedral Choir And Orchestra from the album Advent Promise