Come, All Ye Saints of Zion



  1. 1. Come, all ye Saints of Zion,

    And let us praise the Lord;

    His ransomed are returning,

    According to his word.

    In sacred song and gladness

    They walk the narrow way

    And thank the Lord who brought them

    To see the latter day.

  2. 2. Come, ye dispersed of Judah,

    Join in the theme and sing

    With harmony unceasing

    The praises of our King,

    Whose arm is now extended,

    On which the world may gaze,

    To gather up the righteous

    In these the latter days.

  3. 3. Rejoice, rejoice, O Israel,

    And let your joys abound!

    The voice of God shall reach you

    Wherever you are found

    And call you back from bondage,

    That you may sing his praise

    In Zion and Jerusalem,

    In these the latter days.

  4. 4. Then gather up for Zion,

    Ye Saints thruout the land,

    And clear the way before you,

    As God shall give command.

    Tho wicked men and devils

    Exert their pow’r, ’tis vain,

    Since He who is eternal

    Has said you shall obtain.

Text: William W. Phelps, 1792–1872

Music: John E. Tullidge, 1806–1873