Farewell, farewell to all below.
My Savior calls and I must go.
I launch my bark upon the sea,
This land is not the land for me.
Praise be to God who rules on high
Where angels sing and so will I—
Where angels bow and bend the knee
Oh, that’s the happy land for me.
No night is there, ‘Tis always day,
And Christ will wipe all tears away.
Where parting never more will be,
Oh that’s the happy land for me.
If you wont go, I’ll part with you
I’m bound that happy land to view.
With Christ my Lord I soon will be
Oh heaven’s the happy land for me.
I find the winding paths of sin
A rugged way to travel in
Beyond the swelling waves I see
The land my Savior bought for me.