Scripture Verse

We shall not all sleep, but we shall all be changed, in a moment, in the twinkling of an eye, at the last trump: for the trumpet shall sound, and the dead shall be raised incorruptible, and we shall be changed. 1 Corinthians 15:51–52

Introduction

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James H. Fillmore, Sr. (1849–1936)

Words: Jes­sie B. Pounds, cir­ca 1890 (verses 1–3; au­thor of verse 4 is un­known).

Music: James H. Fill­more, Sr. (🔊 pdf nwc).

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Jessie B. Pounds (1861–1921)

Lyrics

We are go­ing down the val­ley one by one,
With our fac­es tow’rd the set­ting of the sun;
Down the val­ley where the mourn­ful cy­press grows,
Where the stream of death in si­lence on­ward flows.

Refrain

We are going down the val­ley,
Going down the val­ley,
Going tow’rd the set­ting of the sun;
We are go­ing down the val­ley,
Going down the val­ley,
Going down the val­ley one by one.

We are go­ing down the val­ley one by one,
When the la­bors of the wea­ry day are done;
One by one, the cares of earth for­ev­er past,
We shall stand up­on the ri­ver brink at last.

Refrain

We are go­ing down the val­ley one by one:
Human com­rade you or I will there have none;
But a ten­der hand will guide us lest we fall:
Christ is go­ing down the val­ley with us all.

Refrain

We are go­ing down the val­ley one by one:
Yet be­fore the sha­dowed vale may come the dawn,
When with rap­ture we shall ga­ther in the sky;
We shall all be changed, but some shall ne­ver die!

Refrain