Children of the heavenly King, As ye journey, sweetly sing; Sing your Savior’s worthy praise, Glorious in His works and ways We are traveling home to God, In the way the fathers trod; They are happy now, and we Soon their happiness shall see. O, ye banished seed, be glad! Christ our Advocate is made; Us to save, our flesh assumes— Brother to our souls becomes. 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; Jesus Christ, your Father’s Son, Bids you undismayed go on. Lord, obedient we would go, Gladly leaving all below; Only Thou our Leader be; And we will still follow Thee. |