1 'From heavenly Jerusalem's towers, The path through the desert they trace; And every affliction they suffered Redounds to the glory of grace; Their look they cast back on the tempests, On fears, on grim death and the grave, Rejoicing that now they're in safety, Through Him that is mighty to save. 2 And we, from the wilds of the desert, Shall flee to the land of the blest; Life's tears shall be changed to rejoicing, Its labours and toils into rest. There we shall find refuge eternal, From sin, from affliction, from pain, And in the sweet love of the Saviour, A joy without end shall attain.'