|1||In friendship’s tender bonds now knit,
And sheltered by God’s love,
From earthly toil awhile set free,
We lift our hearts above
And thank our God for many gifts
Renewed from day to day,
Like angels sent from His right hand
To cheer our pilgrim way.
|2||For here but sojourners are we,
As all our fathers were,
We upward look, we onward press,
For our true home is there;
Where toil and pain can never come,
Nor can sin enter in,
For all is joy and rest and peace
Those holy walls within.
|3||The path is rough, but strong in Thee
We faint not by the way,
But onward go with steadfast hearts
That find in Thee their stay;
Secure, though dangers round us throng,
And though the world entice,
Thy care will fail not, nor Thy love,
Thy grace will still suffice.
|4||So help us, Lord, as through the world
Our pilgrimage we make,
To look in faith to Thee alone
Who suffered for our sake;
Keep us from sin and shame and wrong,
Thy children evermore,
Until, life’s warfare over then,
We meet on yonder shore. Amen.