From Egypt lately come,

From Egypt lately come,
Where death and darkness reign,
We seek our new, our better home,
Where we our rest shall gain.

To Canaan's sacred bound,
We haste with songs of joy;
Where peace and liberty are found,
And sweets that never cloy.

There sin and sorrow cease,
And every conflict's o'er;
There shall we dwell in endless peace,
And never hunger more.

There, in celestial strains,
Enraptured myriads sing!
There love in every bosom reigns,
For Christ himself is King.

We soon shall join the throng
And all their pleasure share;
And sing the everlasting song
With all the ransomed there.