O ye waves of free sal­va­tion,
Onward sweep from day to day,
Till all trace of de­so­la­tion
From our earth is washed away.

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O ye waves, roll on, roll on!
With a migh­ty sweep, roll on!
Till the lost are ga­thered in,
Saved for­ev­er­more from sin.

O ye waves of free sal­va­tion,
Wondrous joy to mor­tals bring,
Giving souls a glad trans­la­tion
To the pa­lace of the King.

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O ye waves of free sal­va­tion,
Still en­rich this world of ours,
Till each high and low­ly sta­tion
Shall be bright with sweet­est flow’rs.

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O ye waves of free sal­va­tion,
Tarry not for wind nor tide;
May each heart, in ac­cep­ta­tion,
To your glad­ness op­en wide.

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