Chorus:We're marching to Zion.Beautiful, beautiful Zion;We're marching upward to Zion;The beautiful city of God.
Verse 1:Come, ye that love the Lord,
And let your joys be known,
Join in a song with sweet accord, (2)
And thus surround the throne. (2)
Verse 2:Let those refuse to sing
Who never knew our God;
But children of the heavenly King,
Must speak: their joys abroad.
Verse 3:The hill of Zion yields,
A thousand sacred sweets,
Before we reach the heavenly fields,
Or walk the golden streets.
Verse 4:There we shall see His face,
And never, never sin;
There from the rivers of His grace,
Drink endless pleasures in.
Verse 5:Then let our songs abound,
And every tear be dry;
We're marching through Immanuel's ground,
To fairer worlds on high.