The Plymouth Sabbath School Collection of Hymns and Tunes ‎#87

87. Little trav'lers Zionward

1 Little trav'lers Zionward,
Each one ent'ring into rest,
In the kingdom of your Lord,
In the mansion of the blest,
There to welcome Jesus waits,
Gives the crowns his foll'wers win;
Lift your heads ye golden gates!
Let the little trav'lers in.

2 Who are they whose little feet,
Pacing life's dark journey through,
Now have reach'd that heavenly seat,
They had ever kept in view?
"I from Greenland's frozen land;"
"I from India's sultry plain;"
"I from Afric's barren sand;"
"I from islands of the main.'

3 "All our earthly journey past,
Every tear and pain gone by,
Here together met at last,
At the portal of the sky!
Each the welcome 'Come,' awaits,
Conquerors over death and sin."
Lift your heads, ye golden gates!
Let the little travelers in.

Text Information

• First Line: Little trav'lers Zionward
• Publication Date: 1865
• Notes: Public Domain

Tune Information

• Name: LITTLE TRAVELER
• Composer: T. E. Perkins
• Key: B♭ Major
• Source: from "New Shining Star" by permission