Verse 1
Come on, my partners in distress,
My comrades thro’ the wilderness,
Who still your bodies feel,
A while forget your griefs, and fears,
And look beyond the[1] vale of tears
To that celestial hill.

Verse 2
Beyond the bounds of time, and space,
Look forward to that happy place,
The saints’ secure abode,
On faith’s strong eagle pinions rise,
And force your passage to the skies,
And scale the mount of God.

Verse 3
See, where the Lamb in glory stands,
Incircled with his radiant bands,
And join th’ angelic powers,
For all that height of glorious bliss
Our everlasting portion is,
And all that heaven is ours.

Verse 4
Who suffer for our Master here,
We shall before his face appear,
And by his side sit down:
To patient faith the prize is sure,
And all, that to the end endure
The cross, shall wear the crown.

Verse 5
Thrice blessed bliss-inspiring hope!
It lifts the fainting spirits up,
It brings to life the dead:
Our conflicts here shall soon be past,
And you and I ascend at last
Triumphant with our head.

Verse 6
That great mysterious deity
We soon with open face shall see:
The beatific sight
Shall fill the heavenly courts with praise,
And wide diffuse the golden blaze
Of everlasting light.

Verse 7
The Father shining on his throne,
The glorious co-eternal Son,
The Spirit one and seven,
Conspire our rapture to compleat,
And lo! We fall before his feet,
And silence heightens heaven.

Verse 8
In hope of that extatic pause,
Jesus, we now sustain thy cross,
And at thy footstool fall,
’Till thou our hidden life reveal,
’Till thou our ravish’d spirits fill,
And God is all in all.

[1] Wesley changed “the” to “this” in 1761.