Children of the Blessed,
Sing the song of gladness,
Ring the loud hosannas, Christ again to earth is come.
Raise the voice to praise him,
Bid the world adore him,
While we follow, listening to the voice that calls us home.
Has the path been thorny
Roses with their fragrance
Cheered us, as our footsteps trod the path our Saviour led,
When we, Israel's children,
Hungered in the desert,
Did the hand of Love, supply the ever-living bread?
When athirst, and weary,
Faint, and heavy laden,
Following, through the wilderness of sin and sense, our Guide,
Did we hear the summons,
Falter not, but come ye,
Drink the ever-living waters, which in me abide?
