For fear the hearts of men are failing,

For these are latter days we know

The Great Depression now is spreading,

God's word declared it would be so



I'm going where there's no depression,

To the lovely land that's free from care

I'll leave this world of toil and trouble,

My home's in Heaven, I'm going there



In that bright land, there'll be no hunger,

No orphan children crying for bread,

No weeping widows, toil or struggle,

No shrouds, no coffins, and no death



This dark hour of midnight nearing

And tribulation time will come

The storms will hurl in midnight fear

And sweep lost millions to their doom