Pilgrims, with pleasure let us part,
Since we are of one mind and heart;
No length of days, nor distant place,
Shall ever break the bonds of grace.
Parting with joy, we’ll join and sing
The words of our dear, bleeding King;
Our distant bodies may remove,
But nothing shall dissolve our love.

In vain shall earth and hell combine
To quench that love which is divine;
It will not cease with dying breath,
Nor e’en when we are cold in death.
O Jesus’ name! let’s part and fly
To spread His name far thru the sky,
That other souls may learn their woe,
And join with us in glory too.

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