1 We are marching on to the land of love,
To our home of light in the realms above;
Where the Saviour waits in the mansions fair,
To reward each one who shall enter there.

Refrain:
There’s a crown for you, there’s a crown for me;
By the Saviour’s hand they shall given be,
But in some bright stars will in beauty shine;
O, that such a crown may be yours and mine.

2 He a crown of life will on each bestow,
Who have kept the faith in this world below;
But the starry crowns are for those alone,
Who the way of life have to others shown. [Refrain]

3 Let us strive each day as we march along,
To persuade some soul to increase our throng;
Let us tell how Christ in His great love died,
How to save from sin He was crucified. [Refrain]

4 When we pass at last thro’ the pearly gate,
O, what joy sublime will our hearts elate;
If among the hosts who the white robes wear,
We shall find one soul we have pointed there. [Refrain]