Home at Last (Williams)

There’s a ci­ty bright and fair

Peace and glo­ry wait­ing there

In the bless­èd hap­py land far on high;

Soon that ci­ty we shall view

With the faith­ful and the true

And with them we’ll ev­er sing by and by.

Home at last

home at last

We shall praise the Lord with an­gels so fair;

Home at last

home at last

All the won­drous joys of Heav­en to share.

There we’ll walk the gold­en streets

While each tongue God’s praise re­peats

And we’ll dwell in per­fect bliss ev­er­more;

With our loved ones we shall be

Throughout all eter­ni­ty

For all part­ing and all pain will be o’er.

Ever up­ward let us move

Wafted on the wings of love

Watching

wait­ing for the Lord till He come;

Then we shall His face be­hold

And with rap­ture nev­er told

Sing for­ev­er of His love safe at home.