We are go­ing home re­joic­ing,
Where our Fa­ther’s dwell­ing stands,
We are go­ing home re­joic­ing,
To a house not made with hands;
We are go­ing home to Je­sus,
Who re­deemed us with His blood,
Hallelujah! hal­le­lu­jah!
Soon we’ll cross the swell­ing flood.

Refrain

Soon we’ll cross
The swell­ing flood of the Jor­dan,
And the hap­py, hap­py time is draw­ing nigh;
In the gold­en fields of rest, ov­er Jor­dan,
We shall ga­ther, we shall ga­ther by and by.

We are go­ing in a ves­sel
That we know is firm and strong;
’Tis the good old ship of Zi­on
That has stood the storm so long;
Countless mill­ions it has an­chored,
And will an­chor mill­ions more,
In the port of life eter­nal,
On the bright ce­les­ti­al shore.

Refrain

We are go­ing home re­joic­ing,
Praise the Lord we’re go­ing home!
Where for­ev­er and for­ev­er,
With the Sav­ior we shall roam;
Clad in robes that He has brought us—
Precious gar­ments of His grace—
We shall see Him in His glo­ry,
And be­hold Him face to face.

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