We are go­ing, we are go­ing,
Far be­yond the set­ting sun:
To a king­dom that is growing
From the na­tions it has won;
For the hon­or-co­vered sages
Who have passed the vale of tears,
Have been ga­ther­ing for ages
Where the throne of God ap­pears.

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We are go­ing, we are go­ing
Where the wea­ry work is o’er,
Where the morn­ing light is glow­ing
On the bless­èd, sun­ny shore.

We are go­ing where the foun­tains
Of the heal­ing wa­ters flow,
Where the val­leys and the mount­ains
Bathed in sun­light ever glow;
Where the crys­tal streams are flow­ing
In their bright and sil­very sheen,
And the tree of life is grow­ing
On the banks of liv­ing green.

Refrain

We are go­ing where the holy
Enter joys they can­not tell,
Where the meek and bless­èd low­ly
With the pure in spi­rit dwell;
Where no hun­gry hearts are ach­ing
For the bread of life to share,
But for­ev­er are par­tak­ing
Of the full­ness ov­er there.

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