Now Let Our Voices Join


Now let our voices join,
To form a sacred song;
Ye pilgrims in Jehovah’s ways,
With music pass along.

How straight the path appears,
How open and how fair!
No lurking gins t’ entrap our feet,
No fierce destroyer there.

But flowers of Paradise
In rich profusion spring;
The Sun of glory gilds the path,
And dear companions sing.

See Salem’s golden spires
In beauteous prospect rise;
And brighter crowns than mortals wear,
Which sparkle through the skies.

All honor to his name
Who marks the shining way:
To him who leads the wanderers on
To realms of endless day.