A Home Forever There

Verse 1

When the silver cord is broken, And we bid our friends, ‘farewell,’ And the soul to God, who gave it, Shall return with Him to dwell;— When we gaze in silent rapture, On our many mansions fair,— We shall know how sweet the promise Of a home, forever there.

Verse 2

When we meet and know each other, And behold our Saviour’s face,— When we join the noble army Of the ransomed, saved by grace;— O how light will seem the burden, And the cross, that now we bear, When our Lord repeats the promise Of a home, forever there.

Verse 3

There’s a grand and mighty anthem, That we cannot learn to sing, Till we hear the blessed welcome, At the feet of Christ, our King;— Till will all the just made perfect, Crowns of vict’ry we shall wear;— Then we’ll praise Him, for the promise Of a home, forever there.