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Hymn #92: Come Ye That Love The Saviour'S Name

Hymn #91 Hymn #93


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92 (C.M.) Anne Steele

Come ye that love the Saviour's name

And joy to make it known;

The Sov'reign of your heart proclaim,

And bow before His throne.

Behold your King, your Saviour, crowned

With glories all divine;

And tell the wand'ring nations 'round

How bright those glories shine.

Infinite pow'r and boundless grace

In Him unite their rays;

You that have e'er beheld His face,

Can you forbear His praise?

When in His earthly courts we view

The glories of our King,

We long to love like saints above,

And wish like them to sing.

And shall we long and wish in vain?

Lord, teach our songs to rise;

Thy love can animate the strain,

And bid it reach the skies.

Oh, happy period! Glorious day!

When heav'n and earth shall raise

With all their pow'rs the raptured lay,

To celebrate Thy praise.

Hymn #91 Hymn #93