1. Come, go with me, beyond the sea,
Where happiness is true,
Where Joseph’s land, blest by God’s hand,
Inviting waits for you.
With joyful hearts you’ll understand
The blessings that await you there.
I know it is the promised land.
My home, my home is there.
2. Upon those everlasting hills,
And in the valleys fair,
Beside the murmuring mountain rills,
We’ll bow in humble prayer,
And praise our God in joyful strains,
That we are safely gathered there.
I know it is the promised land.
My home, my home is there.
3. There Israel’s sons, so long oppressed,
Are free and happy, too;
And daughters in true virtue dressed,
Await to welcome you.
To greet you with a kindred hand,
And with you ev’ry blessing share.
I know it is the promised land.
My home, my home is there.
4. There, too, are prophets, priests, and seers
Who have the priesthood pow’rs,
To guide our souls through endless years,
And light our darkest hours;
Yea, truth, which lighted Enoch’s band,
Is freely given to them there.
I know it is the promised land.
My home, my home is there.