1 We’re trav'ling home to heav'n above,
Will you go? will you go?
To sing the Saviour’s dying love,
Will you go? will you go?
Millions have reach'd that blest abode,
Anointed kings and priests to God.
And millions now are on the road,
Will you go? will you go?

2 We're going to see the bleeding Lamb,
Will you go? will you go?
In rapturous strains to praise his name,
Will you go? will you go?
The crown of life we there shall wear,
The conqueror's palms our hands shall bear,
And all the joys of heaven we'll share;
Will you go? will you go?

3 Ye weary, heavy-laden, come,
Will you go? will you go?
In the blest house there still is room,
Will you go? will you go!
The Lord is waiting to receive,
If thou wilt on him now believe,
He'll give thy troubled conscience ease
Will you go? will you go?