Speak often to each other

Speak often to each other,
To cheer the fainting mind;
And often be your voices
In pure devotion joined.
Though trials may await you,
The crown before you lies;
Take courage, brother pilgrims,
And soon you 'll win the prize.

Ye shall be mine, says Jesus,
In that auspicious day
When I make up my jewels,
Released from cumbrous clay.
He 'll polish and refine you
From worthless dross and tin,
And to his heavenly kingdom
Will bid you enter in.

On that important morning,
When bursting thunders sound,
And nimble lightnings waving
Shall wing the gloom profound;
Lift up your heads rejoicing,
And clap your joyful hands;
Lo! you 're redeemed forever
From death's corrupted bands!