We’re go­ing home, no more to roam,
No more to sin and sor­row;
No more to wear the brow of care,
We’re goi­ng home to­mor­row.

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We’re go­ing home, we’re go­ing home to­mor­row,
We’re go­ing home, we’re go­ing home to­mor­row.

For wea­ry feet awaits a street
Of won­drous pave and gold­en;
For hearts that ache, the an­gels wake
The sto­ry, sweet and old­en.

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For those who sleep, and those who weep,
Above the por­tals nar­row,
The man­sions rise be­yond the skies—
We’re go­ing home to­mor­row.

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Oh, joy­ful song! Oh, ran­somed throng!
Where sin no more shall se­ver;
Our king to see, and, oh, to be
With Him at home for­ev­er!

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