1 Soon I’ll cross the "mystic river,"
Soon my labors will be o’er,
Soon my boat shall reach the landing,
Soon my feet shall press the shore.
Help me, help me now, my Savior,
Wandering souls to win for Thee,
Souls to shine in heav’nly mansions,
Throughout all eternity.
2 Will there be one soul to greet me,
Out of all that happy band,
One that I have helped to rescue,
Guided to the shining strand? [Refrain]
3 Will someone then say with rapture,
"It was you who showed the way,
Led me to a gracious Savior,
Sought me when I went astray"? [Refrain]
4 O the bliss beyond expression,
O the joy serene and pure!
Lord for this I’ll gladly labor,
All the heat and toil endure! [Refrain]
5 If I may, for Thine own kingdom,
Win but one dear blood-bought soul,
’Twill be precious compensation,
When I’ve reached, at last, the goal. [Refrain]Source: The Cyber Hymnal #9066