On My Way to Zion

I am on my way to Zi­on

To the ci­ty of my God;

I am tread­ing the same path­way

That be­fore the saints have trod;

Tho’ the road is rough and thor­ny

And temp­ta­tions oft­en come

Yet I know that ev­ery ev­en­ing

I am one day near­er home.

Nearer home

near­er home

I am one day near­er home;

Yes

I know

at ev­ery ev­en­ing

I am one day near­er home.

When I pass the gloomy val­ley

Jesus will be there to guide;

He will lead me thro’ the dark­ness;

He’ll be ev­er at my side;

He’ll be with me at the riv­er

When I cross its dark­est foam

And in sweet­est ac­cents whis­per

Cheer up

soul

you’re near­er home.

When I reach that land im­mor­tal

When I join that ho­ly throng

With the saints and ho­ly an­gels

We will sing our glad new song;

We will sing the praise of Je­sus

’Neath the spires of Heav’n’s high dome.

There

with an­thems loud­ly ring­ing

Praise Him in our heav’n­ly home.