Heavenly land

I'm on my way to a heavenly land

The staff of God placed in my hand

My face set towards Jerusalem

By faith I'll travel on.

My great and mighty Saviour

A faithful friend is he,

He girds me up for the battle,

And then he fights for me.

He puts my feet on a mighty rock

And gives me grace to pray.

His love and power keep me each hour

So I follow him and say:

Oh, I'm on my way to a heavenly land

The staff of God placed in my hand

My face set towards Jerusalem

By faith I'll travel on.

He teaches me to follow,

My times are in his hand.

I fear no ill tomorrow,

For he has made the plan,

And step for step he's with me,

Together with his cross.

My best, my heavenly treasure,

With him I count the cost.

Oh, I'm on my way to a heavenly land

The staff of God placed in my hand

My face set towards Jerusalem

By faith I'll travel on.