My heav’n­ly home is bright and fair,
Nor pain nor death can en­ter there;
Its glit­ter­ing tow­ers the sun out­shine,
That heav’n­ly man­sion shall be mine.

Refrain

I’m go­ing home, I’m go­ing home,
I’m go­ing home to die no more,
To die no more, to die no more,
I’m go­ing home to die no more.

My Fa­ther’s home is built on high,
Far, far above the star­ry sky;
When from this earth­ly pri­son free,
That heav’n­ly man­sion mine shall be.

Refrain

Let oth­ers seek a home be­low,
Which flames de­vour, or waves o’er­flow;
Be mine a hap­pi­er lot to own
A heav’n­ly man­sion near the throne.

Refrain