1 Come, we that love the Lord, And let our 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. 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 heavenly King, But children of the heavenly King May speak their joys abroad, May speak their joys abroad. 3 The hill of Zion yields A thousand sacred sweets Before we reach the heavenly fields, Before we reach the heavenly fields Or walk the golden streets, Or walk the golden streets. 4 Then let our songs abound 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.