352 My Home on High
When time has come for me to lay my burdens down, Safe at home with Christ I'll ever be; Forever there to rest from all my toil and pain, In that heav'nly home prepared for me. Chorus: My home on high, No more to die; With Christ my Lord, In my happy, happy home on high. My Lord will be the one to bid me welcome there, To abide with all the good and true; The Lord will say come all ye faithful ones and share, In the mansion that is built for you. (Chorus) |