1 Come ye that know the Lord indeed,
Who are from sin and bondage freed,
Submit to all the ways of God,
And walk the narrow, happy road.
2 Great tribulation you shall meet;
But soon shall walk the golden street;
Tho' hell may rage and vent her spite,
Yet Christ will save his heart's delight.
3 The happy day will soon appear,
When Gabriel's trumpet you shall hear,
Sound thro' the earth, and down to hell,
To call the nations, great and small.
4 Behold the righteous marching home—
And all the angels bid them come;
Whilst Christ the judge thy joy proclaims
"Here come my saints, I own their names.
5 "Ye everlasting doors fly wide,
"Make room for to receive my bride,
"Ye bells in Heaven sound aloud,
"Here comes the purchase of my blood.
6 In grandeur see the royal Line,
In glittering robes the sun outshine.
See saints and angels join in one,
And march, in splendor, to the throne!
7 They stand and wonder and look on—
They join in one eternal song,
The great Redeemer to admire—
While raptures set their souls on fire.
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First Line: | Come ye that know the Lord indeed |
Language: | English |
Publication Date: | 1801 |
Notes: | Public Domain. |