Home on the Banks of the River

There’s a beau­ti­ful home be­yond the dark riv­er

There’s a man­sion by faith I can see;

And the Sav­ior is there

His faith­ful to welcome

There’s a beau­ti­ful home for me.

Home

on the banks of the riv­er

Home

where the ran­somed ones ga­ther

Home

with the an­gels for­ev­er

On the beau­ti­ful banks of the riv­er.

’Tis a beau­ti­ful home

and God is its ma­ker

In a land that no mor­tal has trod;

Soon the an­gels will come and car­ry me ov­er

To that beau­ti­ful home of God.

O that won­der­ful place to which I am go­ing

It by faith I in rap­ture behold;

Its gates are of pearl

its walls are of jas­per

And its beau­ti­ful streets are gold.

I have fol­lowed the way of life to this riv­er

I can see the glad por­tals above;

I am rea­dy to go and live with my Sav­ior

In the beau­ti­ful home of love.