That is my goal, that is my hope:
When will I see my Lord and source of life?

1
When will I see my Lord,
Who poured out His blood as a sacrifice on the cross?
My God of gods, my sacrificial Hero—
You alone are the joy and treasure of my life.

2
Whenever I think of that land of hope,
Hope rises within my heart.
How long must I wait
Before I receive that eternal blessing?

3
Our forefathers looked forward to that day;
Let us press on until we reach
That eternal home.
Young brothers, young warriors,
Let us stand together, raise the banner of victory,
And move forward in faith!

4
This barren wilderness of earth
Is no true delight to me;
But Zion's glorious city
Is far more precious and desirable.
When will I finally arrive
And be welcomed home?
On that day, all the troubles of this earthly life
Will come to an end.