1 Sweet voices are calling thy soul away—
Away from the paths of sin;
Then linger and list to the words they say—
Those voices that speak within.

Refrain:
“Come away from the follies that rend thy soul,
From the struggle that ne’er will cease;
Come away to the life that is sweet and whole,
Come away to the Hills of Peace.”

2 The mother that girded thy soul with pray’r,
And said to thy heart, “Be strong,”
She tenderly pleads with a mother’s care,
“Turn back from the paths of wrong.” [Refrain]

3 The loved ones who dwell with the saints in light,
Still speak, if thou wilt but hear;
From heavenly places they call tonight—
Those loved ones, forever dear. [Refrain]

4 The Savior who died that thou might’st be freed
Is speaking in accents plain,
His sorrowful question wilt thou not need,
“For thee have I died in vain?” [Refrain]