Home of the Soul Lyrics

I will sing you a song of that beautiful land,

The far away home of the soul,

Where no storms ever beat on the glittering strand,

While the years of eternity roll,

While the years of eternity roll;

Where no storms ever beat on the glittering strand,

While the years of eternity roll.

O, that home of the soul, in my visions and dreams,

Its bright jasper walls I can see,

Till I fancy but thinly the vale intervenes

Between the fair city and me,

Between the fair city and me;

Till I fancy but thinly the vale intervenes

Between the fair city and me.

There the great trees of life in their beauty do grow,

And the river of life flows by,

For no death ever enters that city, you know,

And nothing that makes a lie,

And nothing that makes a lie;

For no death ever enters that city, you know,

And nothing that makes a lie.

That unchangeable home is for you and for me,

Where Jesus of Nazareth stands;

The King of all kingdoms forever is He,

And He holds our crowns in His hands,

And He holds our crowns in His hands;

The King of all kingdoms forever is He,

And He holds our crowns in His hands.

O how sweet it will be in that beautiful land,

So free from all sorrow and pain!

With songs on our lips and our harps in our hands,

To meet one another again,

To meet one another again;

With songs on our lips and with harps in our hands,

To meet one another again.