Our bondage it shall end, by and by,
From Egypt’s yoke set free;
Hail the glor'ous jubilee,
And to Canaan we’ll return, by and by.
Our deliverer shall come, by and by,
And our sorrows have an end,
With our three score years and ten,
And vast glory crown the day, by and by.
Tho our enemies are strong, we’ll go on,
Tho our hearts dissolve with fear,
Lo! Sinai’s God is near,
While the fiery pillar moves, we’ll go on.