1 Come, let us join our friends above,
That have obtained the prize,
And on the eagle wings of love
To joy celestial rise.
2 Let all the saints terrestrial sing,
With those to glory gone;
For all the servants of our King,
In earth and heaven, are one.
3 One family, we dwell in Him,
One Church above, beneath;
Though now divided by the stream,
The narrow stream of death.
4 One army of the living God,
To His command we bow;
Part of His host has crossed the flood,
And part is crossing now.
5 Even now by faith we join our hands
With those that went before,
And greet the blood-besprinkled bands
On the eternal shore.
Charles Wesley
The Methodist Hymnal 1939 edition
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This hymn by Charles Wesley occurs in a little over 340 hymnals. And again, as usual for a Wesley hymn, there are more verses. Hymnary.org lists these:
5 His militant, embodied coast,</idle musing>
With wishful looks we stand,
And long to see that happy coast,
And reach that heavenly land.7 Lord Jesus, be our constant Guide,
And when the word is given,
Bid the cold waves of death divide,
And land us all in heaven.
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