1 Come Lord, and warm each languid heart,
Inspire each lifeless tongue;
And let the joys of Heaven impart
Their influence to our song.

2 Sorrow, and pain, and every care,
And discord there shall cease;
And perfect joy, and love sincere
Adorn the realms of peace.

3 The soul, from sin for ever free,
Shall mourn its power no more;
But, cloath'd in spotless purity,
Redeeming love adore.

4 There on a throne, (how dazzling bright!)
Th' exalted Saviour shines;
And beams ineffable delight
On all the heavenly minds.

5 There shall the followers of the lamb
Join in immortal songs;
And endless honours to his name
Employ their tuneful tongues.

6 Lord, tune our hearts to praise and love,
Our feeble notes inspire;
Till, in thy blissful courts above,
We join th' angelic choir.