Lift up your hearts, Immanuel’s friends,
And taste the pleasure Jesus sends;
Let nothing cause you to delay,
But hasten in the good old way.

Chorus:

For I have a sweet hope of glory in my soul,
For I know I have, and I feel I have,
A sweet hope of glory in my soul.

Our conflicts here, though great they be,
Shall not prevent our victory,
If we but strive, and watch, and pray
Like soldiers in the good old way.

(Chorus)

Recordings 1, 2, 3, 4, 5, 6, 7, 8