Soon I’ll cross the mys­tic ri­ver,
Soon my la­bors will be o’er,
Soon my boat shall reach the land­ing,
Soon my feet shall press the shore.

Refrain

Help me, help me now, my Sav­ior,
Wandering souls to win for Thee,
Souls to shine in heav’n­ly man­sions,
Throughout all eter­ni­ty.

Will there be one soul to greet me,
Out of all that hap­py band,
One that I have helped to res­cue,
Guided to the shin­ing strand?

Refrain

Will some­one then say with rap­ture,
It was you who showed the way,
Led me to a gra­cious Sav­ior,
Sought me when I went astray?

Refrain

O the bliss be­yond ex­press­ion,
O the joy se­rene and pure!
Lord for this I’ll glad­ly la­bor,
All the heat and toil en­dure!

Refrain

If I may, for Thine own king­dom,
Win but one dear blood-bought soul,
’Twill be pre­cious com­pen­sa­tion,
When I’ve reached, at last, the goal.

Refrain