The race of life is nearly o'er And the night around me's falling As one by one the stars shine through I hear angel voices calling Bright beings come to welcome me To my eternal dwelling Though once hard-pressed, all that fills my breast Is joy beyond the telling When just a lad I roamed these hills From whence I take my parting And yet no place on earth's so dear As the land for which I'm starting Bright beings come to welcome me To my eternal dwelling Though once hard-pressed, all that fills my breast Is joy beyond the telling The gates of pearl, I see them now Everlasting morn has broken The victor's crown is on my brow Of olive branches woven Bright beings come to welcome me To my eternal dwelling Though once hard-pressed, all that fills my breast Is joy beyond the telling