Verse 1
All worship and love
To the Father above,
Who hath summon’d another his glory to prove:
Who in pity and grace
Hath shortned his race,
And caught up a worm to the sight of his face.

Verse 2
Our friend is at rest
In a paradise blest,
Which sorrow, and Satan can never molest:
He hath shook off his clay,
He is wafted away,
And escap’d to the regions of permanent day.

Verse 3
Thrice happy remove
To a country above,
Where all are employ’d in the triumph of love!
We thitherward tend,
We too shall ascend,
And begin the enjoyment which never shall end.

Verse 4
For this do we mourn,
’Till by angels upborn,
We again to our heavenly border return:
Caught up in the air
We soon shall be there,
And our happy, unfading inheritance share.

Verse 5
What joy shall abound,
When our brethren around
The throne of our glorious Redeemer are found!
When our comrades in pain
We embrace them again,
And in Jesus’s bosom eternally reign.

Verse 6
With loving surprize
The whole company cries
How strangely at last are we met in the skies!
What a wonder of grace
Transcending our praise,
That we should be seen in this holiest place!

Verse 7
Poor sinners below,
Acquainted with woe,
How heavily once with our load did we go!
In trials severe
How oft did we fear
We should never hold out, we should never come here!

Verse 8
Fellow-prisoners beneath,
Our sorrowful breath
We wasted in passionate wishes for death;
Our evils so rife,
So painful our strife,
And so long did it seem the sad moment of life!

Verse 9
That moment is past!
We are landed at last,
We are safely arriv’d, where our anchor was cast:
On Immanuel’s land
With a numberless band,
Of cherubs and seraphs exulting we stand.

Verse 10
For a moment of pain
We on earth did sustain,
An eternal reward we in heaven obtain:
Who governs the skies,
Hath banish’d our sighs,
And the Lamb he hath wip’d all the tears from our eyes.

Verse 11
No uneasy alloy
Shall sully our joy,
While our harps in Immanuel’s praise we employ,
Not a dissonant string
Shall be heard while we sing
With the chorus of angels, our Saviour and King.

Verse 12
Our Saviour we own
Who sits on the throne,
Salvation ascribe to the Father and Son!
We are sav’d by the Lamb!
Let all heaven proclaim,
Let all heaven bow down to the wonderful name.

Verse 13
Our Jesus surround
With majesty crown’d,
And amen to our praises ye seraphim sound:
Lo! He shews us his face!
Ye seraphim gaze,
Or fall, and adore in the spirit of praise.

Verse 14
Thus, thus let us lie,
’Till rais’d by his eye,
Hallelujah, again Hallelujah we cry!
Progressively move,
And in rapture improve,
And eternity spend to the praise of his love.