Beautiful, Golden Sometime

O glo­ri­ous home­land

Just ov­er the line

Prepared for the wea­ry

By Christ the di­vine

Who says if I’m faith­ful

That home shall be mine

In the beau­ti­ful

gold­en some­time.

Beautiful gold­en some­time

Sometime

some­time

Thro’ Je­sus

my Sav­ior

That home shall be mine

In the beau­ti­ful

gold­en some­time.

When friends loved so dear­ly

Drift ov­er the tide

And days seem so drea­ry

When missed from our side

I think of re­un­ion

Where an­gels ab­ide

In the beau­ti­ful

gold­en some­time.

When wea­ry with toil­ing

In sor­row alone

With bear­ing the bur­dens

To oth­ers un­known

There comes to my mind the

Sweet rest near the throne

In the beau­ti­ful

gold­en some­time.

When deep are the sha­dows

Encircling me here

When beams of glad sun­light

So sel­dom ap­pear

Hope whis­pers of home­land

And glo­ri­fied cheer

In the beau­ti­ful

gold­en some­time.