Beautiful Home Above

Verse 1

Oh, how my spirit longs to thee, Beautiful home above; Where I may rest from sorrows free, Beautiful home above. Within the golden gates of light, Arrayed in garments pure and white, I’ll walk with angels fair and bright, In my beautiful home above.

Chorus

Beautiful home above, Beautiful home above, Oh, come and take me, Savior dear, To my beautiful home above.

Verse 2

To reach thee safe I daily pray, Beautiful home above; And travel in the toilsome way, Beautiful home above. My weary feet are bruised and sore, But Jesus’ feet were bruised before, To bring me to the open door, Of my beautiful home above.

Verse 3

Thy shining walls by faith I see, Beautiful home above; The mansions fair prepared for me, Beautiful home above. Oh, let me keep my longing eyes, Intently fixed upon the prize, Let angels bear me to the skies, To my beautiful home above.