1  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.

 2  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.

 3  Brothers, to the Holiest forward come;

    Leave your sins behind, the race now run.

    Hallelujah! All the work is done —

       The veil is gone!

 4  Now within the veil, enjoying God,

    Manna, law of life, and budding rod;

    Christ Himself, the ark, is our abode —

       Hallelujah!