My Far Away Home

Verse 1

I am thinking tonight of a far away home, Where the angels are happy in song, And the streets of pure gold, which I long to behold, Are trod by the bright angel throng.

Chorus

Beautiful home, land of the blest, Whose glories forever are bright; My soul goes up to the great white throne, Where Jesus is ever the light.

Verse 2

I am thinking tonight of that heavenly land, And those who are crowned with the blest; ’Tis the host of the Lord, who received the reward Which is promised to all who seek rest.

Verse 3

I am thinking tonight of those who have gone To view that great city above; Oh, may we at length, through Jesus the Son, Pass into that haven of love.