Stanza | Poetry Source by First Line | |||
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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. |
Come, we that love the LORD,, Stanza 1 |
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2 |
The hill of Zion yields A thousand sacred sweets, Before we reach the heav'nly fields, Or walk the golden streets. |
Come, we that love the LORD,, Stanza 9 |
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3 |
Then let our songs abound, And ev'ry tear be dry; We're marching thru Immanuel's ground To fairer worlds on high. |
Come, we that love the LORD,, Stanza 10 |