I Shall Have Wings

There’s a voice that comes in my lone­ly hours

And ten­der­ly speaks to me

Of rest and home in my Fa­ther’s house

Where hap­py my soul shall be.

I shall have wings

beau­ti­ful wings

I shall have wings some day—

Bright wings of love from God ab­ove

To bear my glad soul away.

O I sit and think of those ra­di­ant wings

By faith I be­hold them now

And feel the hand of my Sav­ior laid

So lov­ing­ly on my brow.

There’s a home for me

there’s a home for me

My Sav­ior has told me so

Were tears of sor­row and pain shall cease

And plea­sure eter­nal flow.

Oh the wings

the wings that I soon shall wear

And joy­ful­ly speed my flight

From toil and care to a man­sion fair

Of beauty and end­less light.