Come, Let Us Join Our Friends Above

Come

let us join our friends ab­ove

That have ob­tained the prize

And on the ea­gle wings of love

To joys ce­les­tial rise.

Let saints on earth unite to sing

With those to glo­ry gone

For all the serv­ants of our king

In earth and Heav’n are one.

One fa­mi­ly we dwell in Him

One church ab­ove

be­neath

Though now di­vid­ed by the stream

The nar­row stream of death;

One ar­my of the liv­ing God

At His comm­and we bow;

Part of His host have crossed the flood

And part are cross­ing now.

Ten thou­sand to their end­less home

This so­lemn mo­ment fly

And we are to the mar­gin come

And we ex­pect to die.

His mi­li­tant em­bo­died host

With wish­ful looks we stand

And long to see that hap­py coast

And reach the heav’n­ly land.

Our old com­pan­ions in dis­tress

We haste again to see

And ea­ger long for our re­lease

And full fe­li­ci­ty:

E’en now by faith we join our hands

With those that went be­fore;

And greet the blood be­sprin­kled bands

On the eter­nal shore.

Our spir­its too shall quick­ly join

Like theirs with glo­ry crowned

And shout to see our cap­tain’s sign

To hear His trum­pet sound.

O that we now might grasp our guide!

O that the word were giv’n!

Come

Lord of Hosts

the waves di­vide

And land us all in Heav’n.