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 Let those refuse to sing
Who never knew our God;
But children of the heavenly King
Should speak their joys abroad.
3 The men of grace have found
Glory begun below;
Celestial fruits on earthly ground
From faith and hope may grow.
4 The hill of Zion yields
A thousand sacred sweets
Before we reach the heavenly fields,
Or walk the golden streets.
5 Then let our songs abound,
And every tear be dry;
We're marching through Emmanuel's ground
To fairer worlds on high.
|First Line:||Come, we that love the Lord|
|Title:||Come, We That Love the Lord|
|Author:||Isaac Watts (1709; alt.)|
|Topic:||Cheerfulness; Joy; Processionals(1 more...)|
|Source:||Williams' Psalmody, 1770|