We’re Marching


At a recent staff lunch, after a season of prayer, about 40 of the gathered staff—without instrumental accompaniment—sang ...



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.

Let those refuse to sing
who never knew our God;

but children of the heavenly King,
but children of the heavenly King
may speak their joys abroad,

may speak their joys abroad.

(“We’re Marching to Zion”; Text: Isaac Watts, refrain by Robert Lowry)