Hymn 193 - We’re Bound for the Land of the Pure

We’re bound for the land of the pure and the holy,

The home of the happy, the kingdom of love;

Ye wand’rers from God, in the broad road of folly,

O say, will you go to the Eden above?

In that blessed land, neither sighing nor anguish

Can breathe in the fields where the glorified rove;

Ye heart-burdened ones, who in misery languish,

O say, will you go to the Eden above?

Nor fraud, nor deceit, nor the hand of oppression,

Can injure the dwellers in that holy grove;

No wickedness there, not a shade of transgression;

O say, will you go to the Eden above?

No poverty there, no, the saints are all wealthy,

The heirs of His glory whose nature is love;

No sickness can reach them, that country is healthy;

O say, will you go to the Eden above?

And yet, guilty sinner, we would not forsake thee,

We halt yet a moment as onward we move;

O, come to thy Lord! in His arms He will take thee,

And bear thee along to the Eden above.

REFRAIN

Will you go, will you go, will you go, will you go?

O say, will you go to the Eden above?