Church Hymn Book ‎#CCCXVIII

CCCXVIII. Come, we that love the Lord

1 Come, we that love the Lord,
And let our joys be known;
Join in a song with sweet accord,
And thus surround the throne.

2 The sorrows of the mind
Be banish'd from the place!
Religion never was design'd
To make our pleasures less.

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

4 The God that rules on high,
And thunders when he please,
That rides upon the stormy sky,
And manages the seas.

5 This awful God is ours,
Our Father and our love,
He shall send down his heav'nly pow'rs
To carry us above.

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

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

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

9 The hill of Zion yields
A thousand sacred sweets,
Before we reach the heav'nly fields
Or walk the golden streets.

10 Then let our songs abound,
And ev'ry tear by dry;
W'ere marching through Immanuel's ground
To fairer worlds on high.

Text Information

• First Line: Come, we that love the Lord
• Author: Watts
• Meter: S. M.
• Language: English
• Publication Date: 1816
• Topic: Praises to God

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