There’s a beau­ti­ful home be­yond the dark ri­ver,
There’s a man­sion by faith I can see;
And the Sav­ior is there, His faith­ful to welcome,
There’s a beau­ti­ful home for me.

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Home, on the banks of the ri­ver,
Home, where the ran­somed ones ga­ther,
Home, with the an­gels for­ev­er,
On the beau­ti­ful banks of the ri­ver.

’Tis a beau­ti­ful home, and God is its ma­ker,
In a land that no mor­tal has trod;
Soon the an­gels will come and car­ry me over,
To that beau­ti­ful home of God.

Refrain

O that won­der­ful place to which I am go­ing,
It by faith I in rap­ture behold;
Its gates are of pearl, its walls are of jas­per,
And its beau­ti­ful streets are gold.

Refrain

I have fol­lowed the way of life to this ri­ver,
I can see the glad por­tals above;
I am rea­dy to go and live with my Sav­ior,
In the beau­ti­ful home of love.

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