1 COME let us join our friends above That have obtain’d the prize, And on the eagle wings of love To joy celestial rise; Let all the saints terrestrial sing With those to glory gone, For all the servants of our King In earth and heaven are one. 2 One family we dwell in Him, One church above, beneath, Though now divided by the stream, The narrow stream of death: One army of the living God, To His command we bow: Part of His host hath cross’d the flood, And part is crossing now. 3 Ten thousand