The Missionary's Daughter

Lift up your heads Emmanuel's friends
And taste the pleasure Jesus sends
Let nothing cause you to delay
But hasten on the good old way

Our conflicts here though great may be
Shall not prevent our victory
If we but watch and strive to pray
Like soldiers in the good old way

O good old way how sweet though art
May none of us from thee depart
But may our actions always say
We're marching in the good old way