We Are on Our Journey Home

We are on our jour­ney home

Where Christ our Lord is gone;

We shall meet around His throne

When He makes His peo­ple one

In the new

in the new Je­ru­sa­lem.

We can see that dis­tant home

Though clouds rise dark be­tween;

Faith views the ra­di­ant dome

And a lus­ter flash­es keen

From the new

from the new Je­ru­sa­lem.

O glo­ry shin­ing far

From the nev­er set­ting sun

O trem­bling morn­ing star

Our jour­ney’s al­most done

To the new

to the new Je­ru­sa­lem.

O ho­ly

heav­en­ly home

O rest eter­nal there:

When shall the exi­les come

Where they cease from earth­ly care

In the new

in the new Je­ru­sa­lem.

Our hearts are break­ing now

Those man­sions fair to see;

O Lord

Thy heav­ens bow

And raise us up to Thee

To the new

to the new Je­ru­sa­lem.