The Glad Home Coming

Verse 1

I am longing for the gath’ring Of the ransomed over there; I am waiting for the coming Of the Bridegroom in the air; I am putting on the garments Which the heav’nly bride shall wear; For the glad home coming draweth nigh.

Verse 2

I am letting go the pleasures And the treasures worldlings prize; I am laying up my treasures And ambitions in the skies; I am setting my affections Where there are no broken ties, For the glad home coming draweth nigh.

Verse 3

I am hastening the coming Of the Bridegroom in the air, I am sending forth the Gospel Of the Kingdom everywhere; I am warning saints and sinners For the summons to prepare, For the glad home coming draweth nigh.

Verse 4

Oh! the joy of meeting Jesus And the loved ones gone before; Oh! the bliss when death and sorrow, Sin and sickness come no more. All my heart is turning ever To that everlasting shore, Where the glad home coming draweth nigh.