1 We come with joy and gladness,
To breathe our songs of praise;
Nor let one note of sadness,
Be mingled with our lays.
For 'tis a hallowed story,
This theme of freedom's birth;
Our fathers' deeds of glory
Are echoed round the earth.
2 The sound is waxing stronger,
And thrones and nations hear,
Proud man shall rule no longer,
For God the Lord is near.
And he will crush oppression,
And raise the humble mind,
And give the earth's possession,
Among the good and kind.
3 And then shall sink the mountains,
Where pride and power are crowned,
And peace like gentle fountains,
Shall spread its pureness round.
O God! we would adore thee,
And in thy shadow rest;
Our fathers bowed before thee.
And trusted, and were blest.
Source: The Little Minstrel: a collection of songs and music, with lessons of instruction, mathematically arranged plan of notation #102
|First Line:||We come with joy and gladness|
|Author:||E. W. Chapman|
|Refrain First Line:||We come, we come with happy voice|