Come, let our voices join to raise

Come, let our voices join to raise
A sacred song of solemn praise;
God is a sovereign King, rehearse
His honors in exalted verse.

Come, let our souls address the Lord,
Who framed our natures with his word;
He is our Shepherd; we the sheep
His mercy chose, his pastures keep.

Come, let us hear his voice today,
The counsels of his love obey;
Nor let our hardened hearts renew
The sins and plagues that Isr'el knew.

Isr'el, that saw his works of grace,
Yet tempt their Maker to his face;
A faithless, unbelieving brood,
That tired the patience of their God.

Thus saith the Lord: "How false they prove
Forget my power, abuse my love!
Since they despise my rest, I swear,
Their feet shall never enter there."

Look back, my soul, with holy dread,
And view those ancient rebels dead;
Attend the offered grace today,
Nor lose the blessing by delay.

Seize the kind promise while it waits,
And march to Zion's heav'nly gates:
Believe, and take the promised rest;
Obey, and be for ever blest.