We live as pilgrims and strangers below,
We're homeward bound, homeward bound,
Though often tempted yet onward we go,
We're homeward bound, homeward bound.
Toils and temptations expecting to share,
Trials and crosses we'll cheerfully bear,
If we at last may a diadem wear;
We're home, &c. Earth with its trifles we all have resigned;
We're homeward bound, homeward bound;
Heaven with its glories we shortly shall find;
We're homeward bound, homeward bound;
Sinful amusements no longer are dear.
O, how delusive and vain they appear,
While to our home we are drawing so near,
We're home, &c. We'll tell the world as we press on our way,
We're homeward bound, homeward bound,
Try to persuade them God's law to obey,
We're homeward bound, homeward bound,
Come, trembling sinner, forlorn and opprest,
Join in our number; O, come and be blest,
Journey with us to the mansions of rest;
We're home, &c. Soon we'll be singing if faithful we prove,
We're home at last, home at last;
Sounding in triumph in mansions above,
We're home at last, home at last;
Soon will our toils and temptations be o'er;
Soon to the haven of rest we shall soar,
Soon we shall sing where they sorrow no more,
Sing home, &c.