1 They are gath’ring homeward from every land,
One by one;
As their weary feet touch the shining strand,
One by one;
Their brows are enclosed in a golden crown;
Their travel-stain’d garments are all laid down;
And cloth’d in white raiment they rest in the mead,
Where the Lamb doth love His saints to lead,
One by one.

2 Jesus, Redeemer, we look to Thee,
One by one;
We lift up our voices tremblingly,
One by one;
The waves of the river are dark and cold,
But we know the place where our feet shall hold;
O Thou who didst pass through at eventide,
Be Thou our strength, and Thy light our Guide,
One by one.

3 Plant Thou Thy feet beside as we tread,
One by one;
On Thee let us lean each drooping head,
One by one;
Let but Thy strong arm around us be twined
We shall cast our cares and fears to the wind;
Saviour, Redeemer, with Thee full in view,
Trustfully, peacefully, shall we pass through,
One by one.