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Author

Unknown

Composer

Unknown

Arranger

A. H. M.

Notes

From the Heft

Lyrics

Joyfully, joyfully, onward I move,
Bound for the land of bright spirits above!
Angelic choristers sing as I come;
Meet me with gladness and welcome me home;
Soon with my pilgrimage ended below,
Home to the land of delight will I go;
Pilgrim and stranger no more shall I roam,
Joyfully, joyfully, resting at home!

Friends, fondly cherished, have passed on before,
Waiting, they watch me approaching the shore;
Singing to cheer me through death's chilling gloom;
"Joyfully, joyfully, hast to thy home!"
Sounds of sweet melody fall on the ear;
Harps of the blessed, your voices I hear;
Ring with the harmony, heaven's high dome;
Joyfully, joyfully, haste to thy home!

Death, with thy weapons of war, lay me low,
Strike, king of terrors, I fear not thy blow!
Jesus, the hero, hath vict'ry achieved,
Blessed is he, who on Him, hath believed!
Bright will the morn of eternity dawn,
Bright is my vision beholding the crown;
Folded in Jesus' arms, no more I'll roam,
Joyfully, joyfully, safely at home!