Mid scenes of confusion and creature complaints, How sweet to my soul is communion with saints; To find at the banquet of mercy there's room, And feel in the presence of Jesus at home. Chorus: Home, home, sweet, sweet home; Prepare me, dear Saviour, for glory, my home. Sweet bonds that unite all the children of peace! And thrice precious Jesus, whose love cannot cease! Though, oft from Thy presence, in sadness I roam, I long to behold Thee in glory at home. (Chorus) I sigh from this body of sin to be free, Which hinders my joy and communion with Thee; Though now my temptations like billows may foam, All, all will be peace when I'm with Thee at home. (Chorus)