The Home of the Soul

Verse 1

Let us sing a sweet song of the home of the soul, The glorious place of our rest; It is not far away in the heavens untold, But deep in the Infinite breast.

Chorus

I’m at home, blessed home, I am safe in the bosom Divine; Oh, the home of the soul, Thy heaven of glory is mine.

Verse 2

He that dwelleth in love ever dwelleth in God, Sweet home never clouded by fears; And this heaven of love is our native abode Through time and eternity’s years.

Verse 3

We are only at home in the bosom of God, On earth or in heaven above; Everyone who would enter must pass through the blood, And reign in the kingdom of love.

Verse 4

Do not venture the hope that is waiting for death To waft you to comfort and peace; There’s no rest for a soul, in this world or above, Not saved in the Father’s embrace.

Verse 5

We will enter no door that is opened by men Who promise a home for the soul; For in Christ we abide in the church that will stand While ages eternally roll.