The Hymnal ‎#423

423. Come, let us join our friends above

1. Come, let us join our friends above
That have obtained the prize,
And on the eagle wings of love
To joy celestial rise;
Let all the saints terrestrial sing
With those to glory gone,
For all the servants of our King
In earth and heaven are one.

2. One family we dwell in Him,
One church above, beneath,
Though now divided by the stream,
The narrow stream of death;
One army of the living God,
To His command we bow;
Part of His host hath crossed the flood,
And part is crossing now.

3. His militant, embodied host,
With wishful looks we stand,
And long to see that happy coast,
And reach that heavenly land:
E'en now by faith we join our hands
With those that went before,
And greet the blood-besprinkled bands
On the eternal shore.

4. Our spirits too shall quickly join,
Like theirs with glory crowned,
And shout to see our Captain's sign,
To hear His trumpet sound;
O that we now might grasp our Guide!
O that the word were given!
Come, Lord of Hosts, the waves divide,
And land us all in heaven.

Amem.

Text Information

• First Line: Come, let us join our friends above
• Author: Rev. Charles Wesley (1759)
• Publication Date: 1895

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