Hymn 18
Come, ye that love the Lord
- f Come, ye that love the Lord,
And let your joys be known
Join in a song with sweet accord,
Join in a song with sweet accord.
And thus surround the throne.
And thus surround the throne,
ff We're marching to Zion;
Beautiful, beautiful Zion;
We re marching upward to Zion,
The beautiful city of God.
- f Let those refuse to sing,
Who never knew our God;
But children of the heavenly King,
But children of the heavenly King,
Must speak their joys abroad.
Must speak their joys abroad.
- The hill of Zion yields
A thousand sacred sweets
Before we reach the heav'nly helds.
Before we reach the heav'nly helds
Or walk the golden streets.
Or walk the golden streets.
- mf Then let our songs abound,
cr And every tear be dry,
f We 're marching through,
Immanuel's ground,
We 're marching through,
Immanuel's ground
ff To fairer worlds on high
To fairer worlds on high.
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