|Stanza||Poetry Source by First Line|
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
Let those refuse to sing
Who never knew our God,
But servants of the heavínly King
May speak their joys abroad.
Come, we that love the LORD,, Stanza 3
The men of grace have found
Glory begun below;
Celestial fruit on earthly ground
From faith and hope may grow.
Come, we that love the LORD,, Stanza 8