1. Come, we that love the Lord, and let our joys be known; join in a song with sweet accord, and thus surround the throne. 2. Let those refuse to sing who never knew our God; but children of the heavenly King may speak their joys abroad. 3. The hill of Zion yields a thousand sacred sweets before we reach the heavenly fields, or walk the golden streets. 4. Then let our songs abound, and every tear be dry; we're marching through Emmanuel's ground, to fairer worlds on high.