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,

Join in a song with sweet accord,

And thus surround the throne,

And thus surround the throne,

2.

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.

3.

The hill of Zion yields

A thousand sacred sweets

Before we reach the heav’nly fields

Before we reach the heav’nly fields

Or walk the golden streets,

Or walk the golden streets.

4.

Then let our songs abound,

And every tear be dry,

We’re marching through Immanuel’s ground,

We’re marching through Immanuel’s ground

To fairer worlds on high

To fairer worlds on high