And bid all earthly things adieu, I never etc.
I want my friends to go with me,
I’m bound fair Canaan’s land to see.
I want to take them by the hand
And march unto the promised land.
My Jesus dwells on Zion’s hill,
And faithful to his promise still.
Then whosoever will, may come,
For Jesus Christ refuseth none.
O what a Captain I have got!