1 Joyfully, joyfully, onward I move,
Bound to the land of bright spirits above;
Angelic choristers sing as I come,
Joyfully, joyfully haste to thy home!
Soon with my pilgrimage ended below,
Home to the land of bright spirits I go;
Pilgrim and stranger no more shall I roam;
Joyfully, joyfully, resting at home.
2 Friends, fondly cherished, have passed on before;
Waiting, they watch me approaching the shore;
Singing to cheer me thro' death's chilling gloom;
Joyfully, joyfully haste to thy home!
Sounds of sweet melody fall on my ear;
Harps of the blessed your voices I hear!
Rings with the harmony heaven's high dome--
Joyfully, joyfully haste to thy home.
3 Death, with thy weapons of war lay me low,
Strike, king of terrors! I fear not the blow;
Jesus hath broken the bars of the tomb!
Joyfully, joyfully will I go home.
Bright will the morn of eternity dawn,
Death shall be banished, his scepter be gone;
Joyfully, then, shall I witness his doom,
Joyfully, joyfully, safely at home.
| Text Information | |
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| First Line: | Joyfully, joyfully onward I move |
| Publication Date: | 1865 |
| Notes: | Public Domain |
| Tune Information | |
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| Name: | CHRISTIAN VICTOR |
| Meter: | 10s |
| Key: | G Major or modal |