Stanza 1
Come, we that love the Lord
And let our joys be known
Join in a song with sweet accord
And thus surround the throne
Stanza 2
We're marching to Zion
Beautiful, beautiful Zion
We're marching upward to Zion
The beautiful city of God
Stanza 3
Let those refuse to sing
Who never knew our God
But children of the heavenly King
May speak their joys abroad
Stanza 4
The hill of Zion yields
A thousand sacred sweets
Before we reach the heavenly fields
Or walk the golden streets
Stanza 5
Then let our songs abound
And every tear be dry
We're marching through Immanuel's ground
To fairer worlds on high