258. From Egypt Lately Come

6,6,8,6,4,7.
by T. Kelly
1
From Egypt lately come,
 
Where death and darkness reign,
 
We seek our new, our better home,
 
Where we our rest shall gain:
 
Hallelujah!
 
We are on our way to God.
2
There sin and sorrow cease,
 
And, every conflict o’er,
 
There we shall dwell in endless peace,
 
And never hunger more.
 
Hallelujah!
 
We are on our way to God.
3
How sweet the prospect is!
 
It cheers the pilgrim’s breast;
 
We’re journeying through the wilderness,
 
But soon shall gain our rest;
 
Hallelujah!
 
We are on our way to God.
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