1 We’re traveling home to heaven above,
Will you go?
To sing the Saviour’s dying love;
Will you go?
Millions have reached that blest abode,
Anointed kings and priests to God,
And millions now are on the road,
Will you go?
2 We're going to see the bleeding Lamb,
Will you go?
In rapturous strains to praise His name;
Will you go?
The crown of life we there shall wear,
The conqueror's palms our hands shall bear,
And all the joys of heaven we'll share,
Will you go?
3 We're going to join the heavenly choir,
Will you go?
To raise our voice and tune the lyre;
Will you go?
There saints and angels gladly sing
Hosanna to their God and King,
And make the heavenly arches ring,
Will you go?
4 Ye weary, heavy-laden, come,
Will you go?
In the blest house there still is room;
Will you go?
The Lord is waiting to receive;
If thou wilt on Him now believe,
He’ll give thy troubled conscience ease,
Come believe.
5 The way to heaven is straight and plain,
Will you go?
Repent, believe, be born again;
Will you go?
The Saviour cries aloud to thee,
"Take up thy cross and follow Me,
And thou shalt My salvation see,
Come to Me."
6 Oh could I hear some sinner say,
I will go! I will go!
I'll start this moment, on the way;
Let me go! let me go!
My old companions, fare you well,
I will not go with you to hell,
I mean with Jesus Christ to dwell,
I will go! I will go!