Christians, Come, in Sweetest Measures

Christians

come

in sweet­est mea­sures

Sing of those who spread the trea­sures

In the holy Gos­pels shrined;

Blessèd tid­ings of sal­va­tion

Peace on earth their pro­cla­ma­tion

Love from God to lost man­kind.

See the riv­ers four that glad­den

With their streams the bet­ter Ed­en

Planted by our Sav­ior dear.

Christ the Fount­ain

these the wa­ters

Drink

O Zi­on’s sons and daugh­ters;

Drink and find sal­va­tion here.

Here our souls

by Je­sus sat­ed

More and more shall be trans­lat­ed

Earth’s temp­ta­tions far above;

Freed from sin’s ab­horred do­min­ion

Soaring on an­gel­ic pin­ion

They shall reach the Source of love.

Then shall thanks and praise as­cend­ing

For Thy mer­cies with­out end­ing

Rise to Thee

O Sav­ior blest.

With Thy gra­cious aid de­fend us

Let Thy guid­ing light at­tend us

Bring us to Thy place of rest.