Speak often to each other

1Speak often to each other, To cheer the fainting mind; And often be your voices In pure devotion joined. Though trials may await you, The crown before you lies; Take courage, brother pilgrims, And soon you'll win the prize.

2Ye shall be mine, says Jesus, In that auspicious day When I make up my jewels, Released from cumbrous clay. He'll polish and refine you From worthless dross and tin, And to his heavenly kingdom Will bid you enter in.

3On that important morning, When bursting thunders sound, And nimble lightnings waving Shall wing the gloom profound; Lift up your heads rejoicing, And clap your joyful hands; Lo! you're redeemed forever From death's corrupted bands!