Children of the heav'nly King,
As ye journey, sweetly sing;
Sing your Savior's worthy praise,
Glor'ous in His works and ways.

O ye banished seed, be glad!
Christ our Advocate is made;
Us to save our flesh assumes,
Brother of our souls becomes.

Shout, ye little flock, and blest!
You on Jesus' throne shall rest;
There your seat is now prepared,
There your kingdom and reward.

Fear not, brethren, joyful stand
On the borders of your land;
Christ, your Father's holy Son,
Bids you undismayed go on.

Lord, submissive we would go,
Gladly leaving all below;
Only Thou our Leader be,
And we still will follow Thee.