Going Home Rejoicing

We are go­ing home re­joic­ing

Where our Fa­ther’s dwell­ing stands

We are go­ing home re­joic­ing

To a house not made with hands;

We are go­ing home to Je­sus

Who re­deemed us with His blood

Hallelujah! hal­le­lu­jah!

Soon we’ll cross the swell­ing flood.

Soon we’ll cross

The swell­ing flood of the Jor­dan

And the hap­py

hap­py time is draw­ing nigh;

In the gold­en fields of rest

ov­er Jor­dan

We shall ga­ther

we shall ga­ther by and by.

We are go­ing in a ves­sel

That we know is firm and strong;

’Tis the good old ship of Zi­on

That has stood the storm so long;

Countless mill­ions it has an­chored

And will an­chor mill­ions more

In the port of life eter­nal

On the bright ce­les­ti­al shore.

We are go­ing home re­joic­ing

Praise the Lord we’re go­ing home!

Where for­ev­er and for­ev­er

With the Sav­ior we shall roam;

Clad in robes that He has brought us—

Precious gar­ments of His grace—

We shall see Him in His glo­ry

And be­hold Him face to face.