If for the prize we have striv­en,
After our la­bors are o’er,
Rest to our souls will be giv­en,
On the eter­nal shore.

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Home of the soul, beau­ti­ful home,
There we shall rest, ne­ver to roam;
Free from all care, hap­py and bright,
Jesus is there, He is the light!
Oft, in the storm, lone­ly are we,
Sighing for home, long­ing for Thee,
Beautiful home of the ran­somed,
Beside the crys­tal sea.

Yes, a sweet rest is re­main­ing
For the true child­ren of God,
Where there will be no com­plain­ing,
Never a chas­ten­ing rod.

Refrain

Soon, the bright home­land adorn­ing,
We shall be­hold the glad dawn;
Lean on the Lord till the morn­ing,
Trust till the night is gone.

Refrain