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 heav'nly King
may speak their joys abroad.
3 The hill of Zion yields
a thousand sacred sweets
before we reach the heav'nly fields,
or walk the golden streets.
4 Then let our songs abound,
and ev'ry tear be dry;
we're marching through Emmanuel's ground
to fairer worlds on high.
Source: Hymns to the Living God #18
|First Line:||Come, ye that love the Lord, And let our joys be known|
|Title:||Come, ye that love the Lord|