1. I HAVE a Father in the promised land; My Father calls me, I must go

To meet him in the promised land.

I'll away, I'll away to the promised land. My Father calls me, I must go

To meet him in the promised land.

2. I have a Saviour in the promised land;
My Saviour calls me, I must go
To meet him in the promised land.

I'll away, I'll away to the promised land;
My Saviour calls me, I must go

. To meet him in the promised land.

3. I have a crown in the promised land; When Jesus calls me, I must go

To wear it in the promised land.

I'll away, I'll away to the promised land; When Jesus calls me, I must go

To wear it in the promised land.

4. I hope to meet you in the promised land: At Jesus' feet, a joyous band,

We'll praise him in the promised land.
We'll away, we'll away to the promised
land;

At Jesus' feet, a joyous band,

We'll praise him in the promised land.

341. 10s.

1. JOYFULLY, joyfully, onward we move, Bound to the land of bright spirits above: Jesus, our Saviour, in mercy says, Come, Joyfully, joyfully, haste to your home.

Soon will our pilgrimage end here below,
Soon to the presence of God we shall go;
Then, if to Jesus our hearts have been
given,

Joyfully, joyfully, rest we in heaven.

2 Teachers and scholars have pass'd on before;

Waiting, they watch us approaching the

shore,

Singing, to cheer us while passing along,
Joyfully, joyfully, haste to your home.
Sounds of sweet music there ravish the ear;
Harps of the blessed, your strains we shall
hear,

Filling with harmony heaven's high dome:
Joyfully, joyfully, Jesus, we come.

3. Death with his arrow may soon lay us low,
Safe in our Saviour, we feel not the blow;
Jesus hath broken the bars of the tomb,
Joyfully, joyfully, will we go home.
Bright will the morn of eternity dawn,
Death shall be conquer'd, his sceptre be

gone,

Over the plains of sweet Canaan we'll roam,
Joyfully, joyfully, will we go home.

1. WE'RE bound for the land of the pure and

the holy,

The home of the happy, the kingdom of

love.

Ye wanderers from God in the broad road

of folly. Oh, say, will you come to the Eden above? Will you go, will you go?

Oh, say, will you go to the Eden above?

2. March on, happy pilgrims, that land is before you,

And soon its ten thousand delights we will

prove;

Yes, soon we shall walk o'er the hills of bright glory,

And drink the pure joys of the Eden above.

Will you go, will you go?

Oh, yes, we will go to the Eden above.

8. And yet, guilty sinner, we would not forsake thee:

We halt yet a moment as onward we

move;

Oh, come to the Lord: in his arms he will
take thee

And bear thee along to the Eden above.
Will you go, will you go?

Oh, say, will you go to the Eden above?

4. Methinks thou art now in thy wretchedness

saying,

Oh, who can this guilt from my con science remove?

No other but Jesus: then come to him, pray

ing,

Prepare me, O Lord, for the Eden above.
Will you go, will you go?

At last will you go to the Eden above?

1. COME, children, let us sweetly sing,
We are bound for the land of Canaan;
All glory give to Christ, our King,
We are bound for the land of Canaan.
Oh, Canaan, bright Canaan!

We are bound for the land of Canaan;
Oh, Canaan, it is our happy home,

We are bound for the land of Canaan.

2. Happy are all good children here,

They are bound for the land of Canaan;
And soon they'll be as angels are,

They are bound for the land of Canaan.
Oh, Canaan, bright Canaan, &c.

3. Come, then, and join our happy band,
We are bound for the land of Canaan;
To ever dwell at Christ's right hand,
We are bound for the land of Canaan.
Oh, Canaan, bright Canaan, &c.
4. Then louder still our songs shall rise,
We are bound for the land of Canaan;
When we are far beyond the skies,
We are bound for the land of Canaan.
Oh, Canaan, bright Canaan, &c.

344. Ss.

1. YE angels, who stand round the throne
And view my Immanuel's face,
In rapturous songs make him known,

Tune, tune your soft harps to his praise.
Ye saints, who stand nearer than they
And cast your bright crowns at his feet,
His grace and his glory display,

And all his rich mercy repeat.

2. Oh, when will the period appear
When I shall unite in your song?
I'm weary of lingering here,
And I to your Saviour belong.
I'm fetter'd and chain'd up in clay;
I struggle and pant to be free;
I long to be soaring away

My God and my Saviour to see.

3. I long to put on my attire,

Wash'd white in the blood of the Lamb;
I long to be one of your choir

And tune my sweet harp to his name.
I long, oh, I long to be there,

Where sorrow and sin bid adieu,
Your joy and your friendship to share,
To wonder and worship with you.

345. 6s & 4s.

1. A CROWN of glory bright,
By faith, I see

In yonder realms of light
Prepared for me.

Oh, may I faithful prove,
And keep it in my view.
And through the storms of life
My way pursue.

2. Jesus, be thou my guide,
My steps attend;

Oh, keep me near thy side,
Be thou my friend;

Be thou my shield and sun,

My Saviour and my guard;
And, when my work is done,
My great reward.