I Love to Think of Heaven

I love to think of Heav­en

That home so bright and fair

Where all the saints shall ga­ther

And in its glo­ry share.

I’m long­ing for a man­sion

A home of peace and rest

Where I may be with Je­sus

And be for­ev­er blest.

I love to think of Heav­en

That home of peace above

Where end­less day is dawn­ing

Where Je­sus reigns in love.

I love my bless­èd Sav­ior

My dear­est friend in time;

In Heav’n I hope to praise Him

In yon­der sun­light clime.