Heaven begun on Earth.

COME ye that love the Lord, And let your joys be known; Join in a song with sweet accord, While ye surround his throne.

The God that rules on high, That all the earth surveys, That rides upon the stormy sky, And calms the roaring seas:

This awful God is ours, Our Father and our love, He will send down his heav'nly powr's, To carry us above.

The men of grace have found, Glory begun below: Celestial fruits on earthly ground, From faith and hope may grow.

Then let our songs abound, And ev'ry tear be dry; We're marching on Immanuel's ground, To fairer worlds on high.