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Title: Hymn 2:30 [Come, We That Love The Lord]
Author: Isaac Watts [
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Heavenly joy on earth.
[Come, we that love the Lord,
And let our joys be known;
Join in a song with sweet accord,
And thus surround the throne.
The sorrows of the mind
Be banish'd from the place!
Religion never was design'd
To make our pleasures less.]
Let those refuse to sing
That never knew our God,
But favourites of the heavenly King
May speak their joys abroad.
[The God that rules on high,
And thunders when he please,
That rides upon the stormy sky
And manages the seas.]
This awful God is ours,
Our Father and our love,
He shall send down his heavenly powers
To carry us above.
There we shall see his face,
And never, never sin;
There from the rivers of his grace
Drink endless pleasures in.
Yes, and before we rise
To that immortal state,
The thoughts of such amazing bliss
Should constant joys create.
[The men of grace have found
Glory begun below,
Celestial fruits on earthly ground
From faith and hope may grow.]
The hill of Sion yields
A thousand sacred sweets,
Before we reach the heavenly fields,
Or walk the golden streets.
Then let our songs abound,
And every tear be dry;
We're marching thro' Immanuel's ground
To fairer worlds on high.
[The end]
Isaac Watts's poem: Hymn 2:30 [come, We That Love The Lord]
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