I’ll wear a crown of glory
When I get home;
I’ll sing the wondrous story
When I get home;
The Savior there will greet me;
He’ll be the first to meet me
And by His side will seat me
When I get home.
When I get home
When I get home
I’ll sing the wondrous story
When I get home;
When I get home to glory
I’ll sing the wondrous story
I’ll sing the wondrous story
When I get home.
All darkness will be ended
When I get home;
But light and love be blended
When I get home;
I’ll never know a sorrow
When comes that glorious morrow
But joyful songs forever
When I get home.
There’ll be no time for weeping
When I get home
But be a blessèd reaping
When I get home;
For Jesus there will bless me
And lovingly caress me
And nothing will distress me
When I get home.