4-6s & 2-8s. 1 COME, all whoe'er have set Your faces Zion-ward, In Jesus let us us meet, And praise our common Lord; In Jesus let us still go on, Till all appear before his throne.
2 Nearer, and nearer still, We to our country come, To that celestial hill, The weary pilgrim's home, The new Jerusalem above, The seat of everlasting love.
3 The ransomed sons of God, All earthly things we scorn, And to our high abode With songs of praise return; From strength to strength we still proceed, With crowns of joy upon our head.
4 The peace and joy of faith Each moment may we feel; Redeemed from sin and wrath, From earth, and death, and hell, We to our Father's house repair, To meet our elder Brother there.
5 Our Brother, Saviour, Head, Our all in all, is he; And in his steps who tread, We soon his face shall see; Shall see him with our glorious friends, And then in heaven our journey ends.