1. Let me go where saints are going To the mansions of the blest; Let me
2. Let me go where none are weary, Where is raised no wail of woe, Let me
go where my redeemer Has prepared his people's rest. I would
go and bathe my spirit In the raptures angels know, Let me
gain the realms of brightness, Where they dwell forevermore, I would
go, for bliss eternal Lures my soul away, away, And the
join the friends that wait me Over on the other shore.
victor's song triumphant Thrills my heart, I cannot stay.
Let me go, 'tis Jesus calls me; Let me gain the realms of day; Bear me
over angel pinions, Longs my soul to be away.
3. Let me go, why should I tarry?
What has earth to bind me here?
What, but cares and toils and sorrows?
What, but death and pain and fear?
Let me go, for hopes most cherished
Blasted round me often lie,
O I've gathered brightest flowers
But to see them fade and die.
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4. Let me go where tears and sighing
Are forevermore unknown,
Where the joyous songs of glory
Call me to a happier home.
Let me go I'd cease this dying,
I would gain life's fairer plains,
Let me join the myriad harpers,
Let me chant their rapturous strains.
Chorus
5. Let me go, O speed my journey,
Saints and seraphs lure away,
O I almost feel the raptures
That belong to endless day.
Oft methinks I hear the singing
That is only heard above,
Let me go, O speed my going,
Let me go where all is love.
2. Let me go where none are weary, Where is raised no wail of woe, Let me
go where my redeemer Has prepared his people's rest. I would
go and bathe my spirit In the raptures angels know, Let me
gain the realms of brightness, Where they dwell forevermore, I would
go, for bliss eternal Lures my soul away, away, And the
join the friends that wait me Over on the other shore.
victor's song triumphant Thrills my heart, I cannot stay.
Let me go, 'tis Jesus calls me; Let me gain the realms of day; Bear me
over angel pinions, Longs my soul to be away.
3. Let me go, why should I tarry?
What has earth to bind me here?
What, but cares and toils and sorrows?
What, but death and pain and fear?
Let me go, for hopes most cherished
Blasted round me often lie,
O I've gathered brightest flowers
But to see them fade and die.
Chorus
4. Let me go where tears and sighing
Are forevermore unknown,
Where the joyous songs of glory
Call me to a happier home.
Let me go I'd cease this dying,
I would gain life's fairer plains,
Let me join the myriad harpers,
Let me chant their rapturous strains.
Chorus
5. Let me go, O speed my journey,
Saints and seraphs lure away,
O I almost feel the raptures
That belong to endless day.
Oft methinks I hear the singing
That is only heard above,
Let me go, O speed my going,
Let me go where all is love.