Children of the heavenly King,

As ye journey, sweetly sing;

Sing your Saviour’s worthy praise,

Glorious in his works and ways.

We are travelling home to God,

In the way the fathers trod:

They are happy now; and we

Soon their happiness shall see.

Shout, ye little flock and blest;

You on Jesus’ throne shall rest:

There your seat is now prepared,

There your kingdom and reward.

Lift your eyes, ye sons of light;

Zion’s city is in sight;

There our endless home shall be,

There our Lord we soon shall see.

Fear not, brethren; joyful stand

On the borders of your land;

Christ, the everlasting Son,

Bids you undismay’d go on.

Lord, obediently we go,

Gladly leaving all below:

Only thou our leader be,

And we still will follow thee.