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Come, we that love the Lord, |
And let our 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. |
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We’re marching to |
Beautiful, beautiful |
We’re marching upward to |
The beautiful city of |
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The sorrows of the mind |
Be banished from the place; |
Religion never was designed |
Religion never was designed, |
To make our pleasures less, |
To make our pleasures less. |
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Let those refuse to sing, |
Who never knew our God; |
But favorites of the heavenly King, |
But favorites of the heavenly King |
May speak their joys abroad, |
May speak their joys abroad. |
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The God that rules on high, |
And thunders when He please, |
Who rides upon the stormy sky, |
Who rides upon the stormy sky, |
And manages the seas, |
And manages the seas. |
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This awful God is ours, |
Our Father and our Love; |
He will send down his heav’nly powers, |
He will send down his heav’nly powers, |
To carry us above, |
To carry us above. |
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There we shall see His face, |
And never, never sin! |
There, from the rivers of His grace, |
There, from the rivers of His grace, |
Drink endless pleasures in, |
Drink endless pleasures in. |
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Yea, and before we rise, |
To that immortal state, |
The thoughts of such amazing bliss, |
The thoughts of such amazing bliss, |
Should constant joys create, |
Should constant joys create. |
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The men of grace have found, |
Glory begun below. |
Celestial fruits on earthly ground |
Celestial fruits on earthly ground |
From faith and hope may grow, |
From faith and hope may grow. |
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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. |
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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. |
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