Pilgrims, with pleasure let us part, Since we are of one mind and heart; No length of days, nor distant place, Shall ever break the bonds of grace. Parting with joy, we'll join and sing The words of our dear, bleeding King; Our distant bodies may remove, But nothing shall dissolve our love. In vain shall earth and hell combine To quench that love which is divine; It will not cease with dying breath, Nor e'en when we are cold in death. O Jesus' name! let's part and fly To spread His name far through the sky, That other souls may learn their woe, And join with us in glory too.