Keep Tenting Toward the Highlands

1Are you tenting on the lowlands Of the fated, flow'ry plain?
Are you nearing life's high mountains,
As the night comes on again?

RefrainKeep tenting toward the highlands,
Each evening nearer home;
Keep tenting toward the highlands,
Keep tenting nearer home.

2Does fair Sodom in her glory Beckon you with ease or gain?
Heed her awful judgment story;
Linger not, her joys are vain.

3To the mountains of salvation!
Hear the angel,
Mercy, call;
Do not tarry! look not backward!
Hasten on ere vengeance fall.