Hymn 457

1LET me go where saints are going,
To the mansions of the blest ;
Let me go where none are going
That keep not the Sabbath rest ;
I would gain the realms of brightness,
Where they dwell for evermore ;
I would share the joys that wait me,
Over on the other shore.

RefrainLet me gain the realms of glory ;
Let me gain the realms of day ;
Bear me over, angel pinions,
Loose my soul to be away.