1 We are pilgrims and strangers below,
Surrounded with sorrow and care,
To the land of sweet promise we go,
Our treasures and hearts are now there.
O, come, will you come and go with us there?
O, come, will you come, our pleasures to share?
Your friends are now waiting; oh, why will you roam?
O, come and go with us, and greet them at home.
2 To Canaan’s fair climes we are bound,
So beautiful, healthful and pure,
Where pleasures undying abound,
And friendships forever endure. [Refrain]
3 How sweet it will be to be there,
With Jesus and friends, evermore;
Away from all sorrow and care,
In our home on the evergreen shore. [Refrain]