1Come, we that love the Lord,
And let our joys be known;
Join in a song with sweet accord,
Join in a song with sweet accord,
And thus surround the throne.
And thus surround the throne.

We’re marching to Zion,
Beautiful, beautiful Zion;
We’re marching upward to Zion,
The beautiful city of God.

2The men of grace have found
Glory begun below;
Celestial fruits on earthly ground
Celestial fruits on earthly ground
From faith and hope may grow.
From faith and hope may grow.

3The hill of Zion yields
A thousand sacred sweets
Before we reach the heav’nly fields,
Before we reach the heav’nly fields,
Or walk the golden streets.
Or walk the golden streets.

4Then let our songs abound,
And every tear be dry;
We’re marching through Immanuel’s ground
We’re marching through Immanuel’s ground
To fairer worlds on high.
To fairer worlds on high.