1 How cheering is the Christian’s hope, While toiling here below! It bouys us up while this passing through This wilderness of woe, 2 It bouys us up while this passing through This wilderness of woe, It bouys us up while passing through This wilderness of woe. 3 It points us to a land of rest, Where saints with Christ will reign; Where we shall meet the loved of earth, And never part again. 4 Fly, lingering moments, fly, O, fly, Dear Savior, quickly come! We long to see Thee as Thou art, And reach that blissful home.