This Is Like Heaven to Me

We find ma­ny peo­ple who can’t un­der­stand

Why we are so hap­py and free.

We’ve crossed ov­er Jor­dan to Ca­naan’s fair land

And this is like Heav­en to me.

And this is like Heav­en to me

Yes

this is like Heav­en to me.

I’ve crossed ov­er Jor­dan to Ca­naan’s fair land

And this is like Heav­en to me.

So when we are hap­py we sing and we shout.

Some don’t un­der­stand us

I see.

We’re filled with the Spir­it

there isn’t a doubt

And this is like Heav­en to me.

We’ve heard the sweet mu­sic

the heav­en­ly chord

From glo­ry land over the sea;

A soul thrill­ing mes­sage from Je­sus

our Lord

And this is like Heav­en to me.

We’re look­ing for Je­sus with glo­ry to come;

’Tis Je­sus who died on the tree.

A cloud of bright an­gels to car­ry me home—

O that will be Heav­en to me.

O that will be Heav­en to me.

Yes

that will be Heav­en to me.

A cloud of bright an­gels to car­ry me home—

Yes

that will be Heav­en to me.