Jesus Kree `kie, lam ay-e tumokh,
Tokla ta-alsa skwilawal stlay;
Stlay ta-alsa kwatsit, maytla lam
Ta tsatsul ke-a'tl kwatsit tokla.
Maytla tl'welop lam, talsa stlay lam
Ta ay-e lalam, osthayte kwawmkwum
Owita `kie osthayte kwawmkwum,
Ta ay-e lalam lay hi `kaw-`kie.
Kla ke-a'tl ta otat ay-e mestayokh,
Lamtcha e-mikh aytchuh ta tl'welop,
Swas ke-a'tl, tokla Tchee-tchilth-See-am,
Lamtchil talsa osthayte ay-e ke-a'tl.
1 Jesus, my all, to heaven is gone,
He whom I fix my hopes upon;
His track I see, and I'll pursue,
The narrow way, till him I view.
I'm going home, I'm going home,
I'm going home to die no more;
To die no more, to die no more,
I'm going home to die no more.
2 The way that holy prophets went,
The road that leads from banishment,
The King's highway of holiness,
I'll go, for all his paths are peace.