Sing, Ye Redeemed

Verse 1

Sing, ye redeemed of the Lord, Your great deliverer sing; Pilgrims, for Zion’s city bound, Be joyful in your King.

Verse 2

See the fair way His hand hath raised, How holy and how plain! Nor shall the simplest travellers err, Nor ask the trace in vain.

Verse 3

No ravening lion shall destroy, Nor lurking serpent wound; Pleasure and safety, peace and praise, Through all the path are found.

Verse 4

A hand divine shall lead you on Through all the blissful road, Till to the sacred mount you rise, And see your smiling God.

Verse 5

There, garlands of immortal joy Shall bloom on every head; While sorrow, sighing, and distress, Like shadows all are fled.