From Abel's favored offering
To Jesus' holy cross
The church of God's own choosing
Has triumphed over loss.
By faith our fathers labored long
In faith, they lived and died.
From Abraham to David
Faith stood when it was tried.
Then come, O saints of Zion come
In sweet communion wed
The bride awaits her Glory
Lord Jesus Christ, her Head.
The covenant of grace divine
By Christ's own blood was bought
The promises of blessing
Shall never come to nought.
Then come, O saints of Zion come
In sweet communion wed
The bride awaits her Glory
Lord Jesus Christ, her Head.
By martyrs' death the holy seed
Was sown in grief and pain
That holy seed will flourish
Till Christ shall come again.
Then come, O saints of Zion come
In sweet communion wed
The bride awaits her Glory
Lord Jesus Christ, her Head.
The church of God triumphant
Shall in that final day
Have all her sons and daughters
Home from the well fought fray.
Then come, O saints of Zion come.
Then come, O saints of Zion come
In sweet communion wed
The bride awaits her Glory
Lord Jesus Christ, her Head.
The bride awaits her Glory
Lord Jesus Christ, her Head.

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