The Good Old Way

Lyrics

Lift up your heads, Immanuel’s friends,
O halle, hallelujah,
And taste the pleasures Jesus sends,
O halle, hallelujah.
Let nothing cause you to delay,
O halle, hallelujah;
But hasten on the good old way,
O halle, hallelujah!

Our conflicts here, though great they be,
O halle, hallelujah,
Shall not prevent our victory,
O halle, hallelujah.
If we but watch, and strive, and pray,
O halle, hallelujah;
Like Soldiers in the good old way,
O halle, hallelujah.

O good old way, how sweet thou art!
O halle, hallelujah,
May none of us from thee depart;
O halle, hallelujah.
But may our actions always say,
O halle, hallelujah;
We’re marching in the good old way,
O halle, hallelujah!

And when on Pisgah’s top we stand,
O halle, hallelujah,
And view, by faith, the promised land,
O halle, hallelujah.
Then we will sing, and shout, and pray,
O halle, hallelujah;
And glory in the good old way,
O halle, hallelujah.