And let this feeble body fail,
And let it faint or die!
My soul shall quit this mournful vale,
And soar to worlds on high.

In hope of that immortal crown,
I now the cross sustain;
And gladly wander up and down,
And smile at toil and pain.

O, what hath Jesus done for me,
Before my raptured eyes?
Rivers of life divine I see,
And trees of Paradise!

Give joy or grief, give ease or pain,
Take life or friends away;
But let me find them all again
In that eternal day.

And I'll sing hallelujah,
And you'll sing hallelujah,
And we'll all sing hallelujah,
When we arrive at home.
When