Hymnal: The Pilgrim's Hymn Book
Date: 1816
Compiler: Joseph Thomas
Publisher/Printer: J Foster
First Line: Come ye that love the Lord indeed
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Meter: LM
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Hymn Number: XXVIII
Page Number: 039, click to see hymnal pages
LyicsCome ye, that love the Lord indeed,
Who are from sin and bondage freed,
Submit to all the ways of God,
And walk the narrow happy road.
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 hearts delight.
That happy day will soon appear,
When Gabriel's trumpet you shall hear
Sound through the earth, yea down to hell,
To call the nations great and small.
Behold the skies in burning flames!
The trumpet louder still proclaims!
The earth must hear and know her doom;
The separation now is come.
Behold the righteous marching home,
And all the Angels bid them come,
While Christ their judge with joy proclaims,
"Here comes my saints I'll own their names,"
Ye everlasting gates fly wide,
Make ready to receive my bride-
Ye harps of heav'n come sound aloud-
"Here comes the ransom of my blood."
In grandeur see the royal line,
In glittering robes the sun outshine;
See saints and angels join in one,
And march with splendor to the throne.
They stand in wonder and look on,
They join in one eternal song,
Their great redeemer to admire,
While rapture sets their souls on fire.