God's faithful servant cried,
As he addressed the multitude
That thronged the water's side.
"We're trav'ling to eternity,"
He said with tearful eye,—
Then come, dear friends, and choose the path
That leads to joys on high.
"We're trav'ling to eternity,"
The convert seemed to say,—
I'll trace the path my Savior marked,