Redundant as a swelling tide

Verse 1
Redundant as a swelling tide,
Thou shalt break forth on every side,
The dams o’erflow, the mounds bear down,
Thy first-born sons, an holy seed,
Thro’ every distant realm shall spread,
And make the Gentile world their own:

Verse 2
The cities that for ages past,
Thro’ sin lay desolate and waste,
The souls of grace and virtue void
The zealous children shall repair,
And Christ himself inhabit there,
And every saint be fill’d with God.

Hymnal/Album: Originally titled “For thou shalt break forth on the right hand, and on the left; and thy seed shall inherit the Gentiles, and make the desolate cities to be inhabited.”—[Isa.] liv. 3. Introduced in Charles Wesley, Short Hymns on Select Passages of the Holy Scriptures, Vol. 1 (Bristol: Farley, 1762). Published in The Poetical Works of John and Charles Wesley, Collected and Arranged by G. Osborn, Vol. 9 (London: Wesleyan-Methodist Conference Office, 1870), page 440.
Publishing: Public Domain