O Come All Ye Saints

O come all ye saints

in glo­ri­ous dress

Arrayed in His love

and His right­eous­ness.

Come sing in His pre­sence

come speak of His grace

He’s stand­ing among us

be­hold His dear face.

With hearts rea­dy tuned

our voic­es en­twine

Together we’ll sing His prais­es di­vine.

Lift high the great chor­us

yea sound it abroad

To Je­sus our Sav­iour

om­ni­po­tent God.

O glad is the soul and joy­ful the heart

That cen­ters the thoughts

so none can de­part

From wor­ship­ing Je­sus

from prais­ing His name

This then is that riv­er

and this is His fame.

Bless ye then the Lord

who serve day and night

Who stand in His house

a won­der­ful sight

Where ser­aphs are bow­ing

where an­gels at­tend

The seat of His mer­cy

where prais­es all blend.

Say Yes to His praise

and Yes for His love

Speak oft­en of peace that comes from ab­ove.

Call mer­cy

a riv­er

watch grace flow­ing through

This glo­rio­us sal­va­tion

says this is for you.

Our theme then shall be to wor­ship the Lord

In spir­it to sing the truth of His word

Come join in our prais­es

the an­thems pro­long

For Je­sus is com­ing

that day won’t be long.