Lyrics

Haste, traveler, haste! the night come son And many a shining hour is gone The storm is gathering in the west And thou art far from home Oh, come, traveler, haste away You must walk while it is day Oh, come, traveler, haste away You will find Christ in the way Far from home thy footsteps stray Christ is the life and Christ the way Christ the light, yon setting sun Ere the noon is scarce begun Oh, come, traveler, haste away You must walk while it is day Oh, come, traveler, haste away You will find Christ in the way Rising tempest sweeps the sky Rains descend, the winds are high Waters swell and death and fear Sets thy path no refuge near Oh, come, traveler, haste away You must walk while it is day Oh, come, traveler, haste away You will find Christ in the way Oh, come, traveler, haste away You must walk while it is day Oh, come, traveler, haste away You will find Christ in the way