1 Sing on, ye joyful pilgrims Nor think the moments long; My faith is heav'nward rising With ev'ry tuneful song; Lo! on the mount of blessing The glorious mount! I stand, And, looking over Jordan, I see the promised land. Sing on; oh, blissful music! With ev'ry note you raise My heart is filled with rapture My soul is lost in praise: Sing on; oh, blissful music! With ev'ry note you raise My heart is filled with rapture, My soul is lost in praise. 2 Sing on, ye joyful pilgrims, While here on earth we stay; Let songs of home and Jesus Beguile each fleeting day; Sing on the grand old story Of His redeeming love, The everlasting That fills the realms above. 3 Sing on, ye joyful pilgrims, The time will not be long; Till in our Father's kingdom We swell a nobler song, Where those we love are waiting To greet us on the shore, We'll meet beyond the river, Where surges roll no more.