| Come out ,come out from Ur of Chaldees
Go where I shall send you
Take it on trust that whatever betide
I shall defend you
Leave oh leave the land of famine
For the strangeness of the Pharaohs
Take it on trust that your future is safe
If you follow where your Lord goes
Escape, escape the cruel oppressor
Whose chains of slavery bind you
Take it on trust that the waters will part
To let my people go through
Pain great pain for generations
As my scattered people suffer
Take it on trust that my promise I’ll keep
And my sundered people gather
Like eagles, like eagles to the home I gave
From foreign land s I’ll bring you
Take it on trust ‘til my Chosen appears
Astride the mount it holds true | 
