We’re traveling home to heaven above;
Will you go? will you go?
To sing the Saviour’s dying love;
Will you go? will you go?
Millions have reached that blest abode-
Anointed kings and priests to God.
And millions more are on the road:
Will you go? will you go?

We there shall walk the plains of light:
Will you go? will you go?
Far, far from curse and death and night:
Will you go? will you go?
The crown of life we then shall wear,
The conqueror’s palm we then shall bear,
And all the joys of heaven we’ll share:
Will you go? will you go?

O! could we hear some sinner say,
I will go! I will go!
O! could we hear him humbly pray,
I would go! I would go!
And all his old companions tell,
"I will not go with you to hell:
I long with Jesus Christ to dwell-
I will go! I will go!"