Yonder’s My Home

I’m a lone­ly tra­vel­er here

Weary

op­pressed;

But my jour­ney’s end is near

Soon I shall rest.

Dark and drea­ry is the way

Toiling I’ve come;

Ask me not with you to stay

Yonder’s my home.

I’m a tra­vel­er

call me not

Upward I roam;

Heaven is my rest­ing place

Yonder’s my home.

I’m a wea­ry tra­vel­er here

I must go on;

For my jour­ney’s end is near

I must be gone.

Brighter joys than earth can give

Hie me away

Pleasures that for­ev­er live

I can not stay.

I’m a tra­vel­er to a land

Where all is fair;

Where is seen no brok­en band

Saints all are there.

Where no tear shall ev­er fall

Nor heart be sad;

Where the glo­ry is for all

And all are glad.

I’m a tra­vel­er

and I go

Where all is fair;

Farewell all I love be­low

I must be there.

Worldly hon­ors

hopes and gain

All I re­sign;

Welcome

sor­row

grief

and pain

If Heav’n be mine.

I’m a tra­vel­er—call me not—

Upward’s my way;

Yonder is my rest and lot

I can­not stay.

Farewell earth­ly plea­sures all

Pilgrim I’ll roam;

Hail me not—in vain you call—

Yonder’s my home.