The race of life is nearly o'er

And the night around me's falling

As one by one the stars shine through

I hear angel voices calling

Bright beings come to welcome me

To my eternal dwelling

Though once hard-pressed, all that fills my breast

Is joy beyond the telling

When just a lad I roamed these hills

From whence I take my parting

And yet no place on earth's so dear

As the land for which I'm starting

Bright beings come to welcome me

To my eternal dwelling

Though once hard-pressed, all that fills my breast

Is joy beyond the telling

The gates of pearl, I see them now

Everlasting morn has broken

The victor's crown is on my brow

Of olive branches woven

Bright beings come to welcome me

To my eternal dwelling

Though once hard-pressed, all that fills my breast

Is joy beyond the telling