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Come on, my fellow pilgrims, come,
And let us all be hast’ning home,
We soon shall land on yon blest shore,
Where pains and sorrows are no more,
There we our Jesus shall adore,
Forever blest.

No period then our joys shall know
Secure from ev’ry mortal foe;
No sickness there, no want or pain
Shall e’er disturb our rest again,
When with Immanuel we reign,
Forever blest.

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