Years I spent in sorrow 'round the cross,

Years I spent in sorrow 'round the cross,

Still repenting over sins and dross.

Then at last the river I did cross,

To touch the throne.

In my Christian life I'd daily fall,

So I answered every altar-call,

Till I left the altar, left it all,

To touch the throne.

Brothers, to the Holiest forward come;

Leave your sins behind, the race now run.

Hallelujah! All the work is done —

The veil is gone!

Now within the veil, enjoying God,

Manna, law of life, and budding rod;

Christ Himself, the ark, is our abode —

Hallelujah!