Waiting for Me (Martin)

Have you heard of that heav­en­ly home

Just be­yond the rough wilds where we roam

Where the ang­els of light

And the saints robed in white

Lift their voices in song ’round the throne?

Where Je­sus is wait­ing for me

Where Je­sus is wait­ing for me

In those man­sions so fair

He has gone to pre­pare

Where Je­sus is wait­ing for me.

How I long for that beau­ti­ful home

Just be­yond the dark vale and the tomb!

For my loved ones are there

In those pa­lac­es fair

They are wait­ing for me by the throne.

I will wel­come the dawn of the day

When the trum­pet shall call me away

To my sweet

peace­ful rest

In the home of the blest

In the light of that ra­di­ant throne.