1 Christians, come, in sweetest measures,
Sing of those who spread the treasures
In the holy Gospel shrined;
Blessed tidings of salvation,
Peace on earth their proclamation,
Love from God to lost mankind.
2 See the rivers four that gladden
With their streams the better Eden,
Planted by our Savior dear:
Christ the fountain, these the waters;
Drink, O Zion’s sons and daughters,
Drink, and find salvation here.
3 Here our souls, by Jesus sated,
More and more shall be translated
Earth’s temptations far above:
Freed from sin’s abhorred dominion,
Soaring on angelic pinion,
They shall reach the source of love.
4 Then shall thanks and praise ascending,
For Thy mercies without ending,
Rise to Thee, O Savior blest:
With Thy gracious aid defend us;
Let Thy guiding light attend us;
Bring us to Thy place of rest.
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First Line: | Christians, come, in sweetest measures |
Meter: | 8, 8, 7, 8, 8, 7 |
Language: | English |
Publication Date: | 1918 |
Topic: | God's Word |
Notes: | Public Domain. |