1 Come, ye that love the Saviour’s name,
And joy to make it known,
The Sovereign of your hearts proclaim,
And bow before his throne.

2 Behold, your Lord, your Master, crowned
With glories all divine,
And tell the wondering nations round
How bright those glories shine.

3 When in his earthly courts we view
The glories of our King,
We long to love as angels do,
And wish like them to sing.

4 And shall we long and wish in vain?
Lord, teach our songs to rise:
Thy love can animate the strain,
And bid it reach the skies.

5 Since thou art ours, most gracious Lord,
Can hope and comfort die?
We’ll trust in thine almighty word,
That built the earth and sky.

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Blessy Christlin


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