1 Come, let our voices join to raise
A sacred song of solemn praise:
God is a sov'reign King, rehearse
His honor in exalted verse.
2 Come, let our souls address the Lord,
Who fram'd our natures with his word:
He is our shepherd; we the sheep
His mercy chose, his pastures keep.
3 Come, let us hear his voice to-day,
The counsels of his love obey;
Nor let our harden'd hearts renew
The sins and plagues that Isr'el knew.
4 Isr'el, that saw his works of grace,
Yet tempt their Maker to his face;
A faithless, unbelieving brood,
That tir'd the patience of their God.
5 Thus saith the Lord, 'How false they prove!
'Forget my pow'r, abuse my love:
'Since they despise my rest, I swear,
'Their feet shall never enter there.'
6 [Look back, my soul, with holy dread,
And view those ancient rebels dead;
Attend the offer'd grace to-day,
Nor loose the blessing by delay.
7 Seize the kind promise while it waits,
And march to Zion's heav'nly gates:
Believe, and take the promis'd rest;
Obey, and be for ever blest.
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First Line: | Come, let our voices join to raise |
Meter: | L. M. |
Language: | English |
Publication Date: | 1790 |
Scripture: | ; |
Notes: | Public Domain. |