Come Let Us To The God Of Love

Come, Let Us To The God Of Love
With Contrite Hearts Return:
Our God Is Gracious, Nor Will Leave
The Desolate To Mourn.

God’s Voice Commands The Tempest Forth,
And Stills The Stormy Wave;
And Though God’s Arm Be Strong To Smite,
’Tis Also Strong To Save.

Long Has The Night Of Sorrow Reigned;
The Dawn Shall Bring Us Light;
God Shall Appear, And We Shall Rise
With Gladness At That Sight.

As Dew Upon The Tender Herb
Diffusing Fragrance Round,
As Showers That Usher In The Spring
And Cheer The Thirsty Ground,

So Shall God’s Presence Bless Our Souls
And Shed A Joyful Light;
That Hallowed Morn Shall Chase Away
The Sorrows Of The Night.



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