[Music]
Come, ye that love the Lord,
And let your love be known;
Join in a song of sweet accord
And thus surround the throne,
And thus surround the throne.
The sorrows of the mind
Be banished from this place;
Religion never was designed
To make our pleasures less,
To make our pleasures less.
Let those refuse to sing,
Who never knew our God;
But fav'rites of the heav'nly King
May speak their joys abroad,
May speak their joys abroad.
The words are by Watts. The tune is ascribed to R(obert) Boyd. It is
found also, KYH 18, GCM 171, SOH 23, UH 21, GOS 126, KNH 51, OSH 52,
HH 201, HOC 12. It sounds like one of the old psalm tunes.
No. 79
DUNLAP'S CREEK, SOH 276