1 Let me go where saints are going,
To the mansions of the blest;
Let me go where my Redeemer
Has prepared his people’s rest.
I would gain the realms of brightness,
Where they go out nevermore,
I would join the friends that wait me
Over on the other shore.
2 Let me go where none are weary,
Where is raised no wail of woe;
Let me go, and bathe my spirit
In the raptures angels know:
Let me go, for bliss eternal
Lures my soul away, away,
And the victor’s song triumphant,
Thrills my heart, I cannot stay.
3 Let me go, why should I tarry?
What has earth to bind me here?
What, but cares, and toils, and sorrows,
What, but death, and pain and fear?
Let me go, for hopes most cherished,
Blasted, round me often lie;
O! I’ve gathered brightest flowers,
But to see them fade and die.
4 Let me go where tears and sighing
Are forever more unknown;
Where the joyous songs of glory
Call me to a happier home.
Let me go, I’d cease this dying,
I would gain life’s fairer plains;
Let me join the myriad harpers,
Let me chant their rapturous strains.
5 Let me go, O speed my journey,
Saints and seraphs lure away;
O! I almost feel the raptures,
That belong to endless day.
Oft methinks I hear the singing
That is only heard above:
Let me go, O speed my going,
Let me go where all is love.
Source: Beulah Songs: a choice collection of popular hymns and music, new and old. Especially adapted to camp meetings, prayer and conference meetings, family worship, and all other assemblies... #103
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|The Cyber Hymnal #10372||Let Me Go||Let me go where saints are going||[Let me go where saints are going]||Lewis Hartsough||<cite>Pilgrims' Songs</cite> by William B. Bradbury (New York: Ivison, Phinney & Company, 1863)|