Land ahead! its fruits are wav­ing
O’er the hills of fade­less green;
And the liv­ing wa­ters lav­ing
Shores where heav’n­ly forms are seen.

Refrain

Rocks and storms I’ll fear no more,
When on that eter­nal shore;
Drop the an­chor! Furl the sail!
I am safe with­in the veil!

Onward, bark! the cape I’m round­ing;
See the bless­èd wave their hands;
Hear the harps of God re­sound­ing
From the bright im­mor­tal bands.

Refrain

There, let go the an­chor, rid­ing
On this calm and sil­very bay;
Seaward fast the tide is glid­ing,
Shores in sun­light stretch away.

Refrain

Now we’re safe from all temp­ta­tion,
All the storms of life are past;
Praise the Rock of our sal­va­tion,
We are safe at home at last.

Refrain