I have a home prepared for me,
A mansion bright across the sea;
And when I pass to yon bright shore,
I’ll dwell with Christ forevermore.
I’ll live for Him till life shall end,
Then on my pinions I’ll ascend
To that bright home, where all is fair,
And take my starry crown to wear.
I have a home in heav’n above,
Where all is pure and perfect love;
A home where sin can never be,
Where all is perfect purity.
I have a home, forever free
From toil, and care, and misery,
Where stormy seas can never roll,
Where bliss eternal crowns the soul.
I have a home-how sweet to know
‘Tis well secured from every foe-
Where peace and joy do reign supreme,
Where love shall be my only theme.