My soul, haste along!
And speed on thy journey
With hope and with song;
Home, home is nearing,
‘Tis coming into view;
A little more of toiling,
And then to earth adieu.
Come then, come
And raise a joyful song,
Ye children of the wilderness,
Our time cannot be long;
Home, home, home!
O why should you delay?
The morn of heaven is dawning;
We’re near the break of day.
Why should we linger
When heaven lies before?
Earth’s fast receding
And soon will be no more;
Its joys and its treasures,
Which once here we knew,
Now never more can charm us
With such a goal in view.
Loved ones in Jesus,
They’ve passed on before;
Resting in glory
They weary are no more;
Desert toils are ended,
Nothing now but joy,
And praises loud ascending
There ever glad employ.
No condemnation!
Blessed is the word;
No separation!
For ever with the Lord:
By His blood He bought them,
Cleansed their every stain;
With rapture now they praise Him,
The Lamb that once was slain.
Soon we shall join them,
See Him with these eyes;
Sing hallelujahs
Triumphant in the skies:
He will be with us,
Who loved us long before,
And Jesus, blessed Saviour,
Is ours for evermore.