A Pocket Hymn Book ‎#CXXVI

CXXVI. Come, ye that love the lord

1 Come, ye that love the Lord,
And let your joys be known;
Join in a song with sweet accord,
While ye surround his throne:
Let those refuse to sing
That never knew our God;
But servants of the heav'nly King
May speak their Joys abroad.

2 The God that rules on high,
That all the earth surveys
That rides upon the stormy sky,
And calms the roaring seas;
This awful God is ours,
Our Father and our Love;
He will send down his heav'nly pow'rs
To carry us above.

3 There we shall see his face,
And never, never sin:
There, from the rivers of thy grace,
Drink endless pleasures in.
Yea, and before we rise
To that immortal state,
The thoughts of such amazing bliss
Should constant joys create.

4 The men of grace have found
Glory begun below;
Celestial fruit on earthly ground
From faith and hope may grow;
Then let our songs abound,
And ev'ry tear be dry;
We're marching through Immanuel's ground
To fairer worlds on high.

Text Information

• First Line: Come, ye that love the lord
• Language: English
• Publication Date: 1791
• Topic: Rejoicing

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