In this days of confused situations
In this nights of restless remorse
When the heart and the soul of a nation
Lay wounded and cold as a corpse
From the grave of the ancient Adam
Comes a song bringing joy to the sad
Oh Your cries have been heard and the ransom
Has been paid up in full be glad
Be glad oh be glad
Every debt that you ever had
Has been paid up in full
By the grace of the lord
Be glad, be glad, be glad
From the dungeon a ruler is stirring
You have heard it again and again
Oh but this time the cell keys are turning
And outside there are faces of friends
Though your body lay weary from wasting
And your eys show the sorror they’ve heard
The love that your heart is now tasting
Has opened the gates be ye glad
Be glad oh be glad
Every debt that you ever had
Has been paid up in full
By the grace of the lord
Be glad, be glad, be glad
So be like lights on the rim of the water
Giving hope in a storm sea of night
Be a refuge amidst the slaughter
For these fugitives in their flight
For you are timeless and part of a puzzle
You are windsome and young as a lad
And there is no disease or no struggle
That can pull you from God be glad
Be glad oh be glad
Every debt that you ever had
Has been paid up in full
By the grace of the lord
Be glad, be glad, be glad
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