1 Come, we that love the Lord, and let our joys be known;
Join in a song with sweet accord (x2),
and thus surround the throne (x2).
Refrain:
We’re marching to Zion, Beautiful, beautiful Zion; We’re marching upward to Zion, The beautiful city of God.
2 Let those refuse to sing, who never knew our God;
But children of the heav’nly King (x2)
may speak their joys abroad (x2). Refrain
3 The hill of Zion yields a thousand sacred sweets
before we reach the heav’nly fields,(x2)
or walk the golden streets (x2). Refrain