From Egypt late­ly come,
Where death and dark­ness reign,
We seek our new, our bet­ter home,
Where we our rest shall gain.

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Hallelujah! Hal­le­lu­jah!
Hallelujah!
We are on our way to God.

To Ca­naan’s sac­red bound
We haste with songs of joy!
Where peace and li­ber­ty are found,
And sweets that nev­er cloy.

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Our toils and con­flicts cease
On Ca­naan’s hap­py shore;
We there shall dwell in end­less peace,
And nev­er hun­ger more.

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But hark! those dist­ant sounds
That strike our list­en­ing ears,
They come from Ca­naan’s hap­py bounds,
Where God our king ap­pears.

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There, in ce­les­tial strains,
Enraptured myr­iads sing;
There love in ev­ery bosom reigns,
For God Him­self is king.

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We soon shall join the throng,
Their plea­sures we shall share;
And sing the ev­er­last­ing song,
With all the ran­somed there.

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How sweet the pros­pect is!
It cheers the pil­grim’s heart;
We’re jour­ney­ing through the wil­der­ness,
But soon shall gain our rest.

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