Cantai, Ó Peregrinos

Sing, O pilgrims, do not tire in the struggle
Your faith growing, play the harps already
I am on the holy and glorious mountain
And to my celestial homeland I am already going

Sing, continuously
Praise forever
My heart overflows
With divine praise
Sing, continuously
Praise forever
My heart overflows
With divine praise

Sing, O pilgrims, while you are here
Sing, to Jesus Christ, as you pass by
Sing the old story of God and His love
The eternal choir responds fervently

Sing, O pilgrims, soon you will be
Singing a better hymn, next to the King of kings
With those who came before, and wait for us there
We will all meet, and nothing will disturb