My Home Above

Verse 1

I love to think of my home above, In the glorious realms of light; Of the pearly gates and the golden streets, In the land where there is no night.

Chorus

Home, sweet home! Happy home, sweet home! Oh, say, will you meet me there, In that home above, Where all is love, And joys beyond compare.

Verse 2

I love to think of my home above, Of that pure and holy clime, Where the sorrows of earth can never come, But eternal joys will be mine.

Verse 3

I love to think of my home above, Of the angel forms so bright; Of the blessed ones there around the throne, In the land of pure delight

Verse 4

Sweetest of all is the tho’t of Him Who did leave His throne on high, And did come to this sinful world of ours To suffer, and bleed, and die.

Verse 5

That in that beautiful home above, I may have a mansion fair; And my heart is full of joy and praise, For I know that my treasure is there.