Land Ahead!

Land ahead! a light is gleam­ing

O’er the dark and sull­en waves

While the world at large is dream­ing

Thinking not of Him who saves.

Yet amid the tem­pest’s roar

Zion’s ship is near­ing shore;

Cast the an­chor o’er the rail

Soon we’ll land with­in the veil.

Land ahead! sweet words so cheer­ing

To the tem­pest tossed and tried;

For the heav­en­ly port we’re near­ing

Home for which we oft have sighed.

Land ahead! the night of weep­ing

Yields to dawn of end­less day;

Jesus comes to wake from sleep­ing

Jewels that are laid away.

Land ahead! our home of glo­ry

Pilgrims soon its shores will throng;

Then we’ll sing the old

old sto­ry

And will shout re­demp­tion’s song.