Come, We That Love the Lord 

Come, we that love the Lord,
And let our joys be known.
Join in a song with sweet accord,
And worship at his throne.

Let those refuse to sing
Who never knew our God,
But servants of the heav’nly King
May speak their joys abroad.

The God who rules on high
And all the earth surveys—
Who rides upon the stormy sky
And calms the roaring seas—

This mighty God is ours,
Our Father and our Love.
He will send down his heav’nly pow’rs
To carry us above.