Welcome, ye hopeful heirs of heaven,

To this rich feast of gospel love—

This pledge is but the prelude given

To that immortal feast above.

2 How great the blessing, thus to meet

According to our Saviour’s word,

And hold by faith communion sweet,

With our unseen yet present Lord.

3 And if so sweet this feast below,

What will it be to meet above,

Where all we see, and feel, and know,

Are fruits of everlasting love!

4 Soon shall we tune the heavenly lyre,

While listening worlds the song approve;

Eternity itself expire,

Ere we exhaust the theme of love.