Soon in the Homeland

Soon all earth­ly strife will van­ish

Soon I’ll reach the heav’n­ly strand;

Oh

what joy will sor­row ban­ish

When be­fore my Lord I stand.

Soon in the home­land

soon in the home­land

Free from sor­row

pain and care

Soon in the home­land

soon in the home­land

I’m with Je­sus there.

Oh

to think of see­ing Je­sus

Whom thro’ faith I know and love

And to God lift up my prais­es

To the tune of harps ab­ove.

From all ends of earth they’ll ga­ther

In the bless­èd home­land fair;

Loved ones then shall meet each oth­er

And no part­ing will be there.

Oh

to think of ev­er dwell­ing

With my Lord

whose blood was shed

With the heav’n­ly music swell­ing

As the wed­ding feast is spread.