258. Come, ye that love the Lord

1 Come, ye that love the Lord,
And let your joys be known;
Join in a song with sweet accord,
Whilst ye surround the throne.

2 Let those refuse to sing,
Who never knew our God:
But servants of the heav'nly King
May speak their joys abroad.

3 The God, who rules on high,
Who all the earth surveys,
Who rides upon the stormy sky,
And calms the roaring seas:

4 This awful God is ours,
Our father and our love;
He will send down his heav'nly pow'rs,
To carry us above.

5 There we shall see his face,
And never, never sin!
There, from the rivers of his grace,
Drink endless pleasures in.

6 Yea, and before we rise
To that immortal state,
The thoughts of such amazing bliss
Should constant joys create.

7 The men of grace have found
Glory begun below.
Celestial fruit on earthly ground
From faith and hope may grow.

8 Then let our songs abound,
And ev'ry tear be dry:
We're marching through Immanuel's ground
To fairer worlds on high.

Text Information
First Line: Come, ye that love the Lord
Meter: S. M.
Language: English
Publication Date: 1814
Topic: The Joy and Happiness of True Christians
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