1 There is a kingdom of the Lord,
Not built on golden treasure,
But founded on God's holy Word,
My soul's delight and pleasure.

2 Here Jesus Christ the Lord of all,
The Son of God is dwelling;
He is the Bridegroom of my soul,
In holy love excelling.

3 I travel in a pilgrim band
Whose journey soon is ended,
And when I reach the Fatherland
I shall be well contented.

4 I poor and empty-handed came
Into this world of sorrow,
With empty heart depart the same
When death comes on the morrow.

5 But I shall wake on Jesus' name
And rise to joy and glory!
Nor death no grave shall hold my frame,
No ill my soul shall worry.

6 And Jesus calls me to His side:
"I am thy Lord and Savior;
Thou art redeemed and shalt abide
Forever in My favor."

7 All praise and thanks and glory be
To God forever given,
That we His grace and mercy see
Now and at last in heaven.