Come ye that love the Lord, and let your 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



Then let our songs a bound 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.



We're marching to Zion, beautiful, beautiful Zion;

We're marching upward to Zion; the beautiful city of God



We're marching to Zion, beautiful, beautiful Zion;

We're marching upward to Zion; the beautiful city of God