Berjalan Ke Sion (KPRI 90)

KPRI 90 Berjalan Ke Sion

We’re marching to Zion

Isaac Watts, 1707, (Ref: Robert Lowry, 1867)

Robert Lowry, 1867

1=G 6/8

Isa.35.10

Versi Version 1

Hai s’kalian orang yang

mengasihi Tuhan,

Hendaklah kamupun datang,

hendaklah kamupun datang

menyanyi pujian,

menyanyi pujian.

Ke Sion, ke Sion,

kami berjalan ke Sion,

ikutlah kami ke Sion,

berjalan ke kota Allah

Masamlah mukanya

yang b’lum kenal Tuhan,

yang ada Bapa di surga,

bersuka-sukaan,

bersuka-sukaan.

Seb’lum kami sampai

kota Sion itu,

beribu padang yang permai,

beribu padang yang permai

yang kami mau lalu,

yang kami mau lalu.

Kami sk’alian tuju

ke kota yang indah,

sapulah air matamu,

sapulah air matamu

bersorak-soraklah,

bersorak-soraklah.

Versi Version 2

Come, we that love the Lord,

And let our joys be known;

Join in a song with sweet accord,

Join in a song with sweet accord

And thus surround the throne,

And thus surround the throne.

We’re marching to Zion,

Beautiful, beautiful Zion;

We’re marching upward to Zion,

The beautiful city of God.

The sorrows of the mind,

be banished from the place;

Religion never was designed,

Religion never was designed

To make our pleasures less,

To make our pleasures less.

Let those refuse to sing,

Who never knew our God;

But favorites of the heav’nly King,

But favorites of the heav’nly King

May speak their joys abroad,

May speak their joys abroad.

The God that rules on high

And thunders when He please,

Who rides upon the stormy sky,

Who rides upon the stormy sky

And manages the seas,

And manages the seas.

This awful God is ours,

Our Father and our Love;

He will send down His heavn’ly powers,

He will send down His heavn’ly powers

To carry us above

To carry us above.

There we shall see His face,

And never, never sin!

There, from the rivers of His grace,

There, from the rivers of His grace

Drink endless pleasures in,

Drink endless pleasures in.

Yea, and before we rise,

To that immortal state,

The thoughts of such amazing bliss,

The thoughts of such amazing bliss

Should constant joys create,

Should constant joys create.

The men of grace have found,

Glory begun below,

Celestial fruits on earthly ground,

Celestial fruits on earthly ground

From faith and hope may grow

From faith and hope may grow.

The hill of Zion yields,

A thousand sacred sweets,

Before we reach the heavn’ly fields,

Before we reach the heavn’ly fields

Or walk the golden streets

Or walk the golden streets.

Then let our songs abound,

And every tear be dry;

We’re marching through Immanuel’s ground,

We’re marching through Immanuel’s ground

To fairer worlds on high,

To fairer worlds on high.

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