This Earth Is Not My Abiding Place


This earth is not my abiding place, this world is not my home,
I’m going home to be with Jesus,
A little while to be tempest-tossed upon the billow’s foam,
I’m going home to be with Jesus.

Chorus:
We are homeward bound, we are homeward bound,
(We are sailing, sailing home,
O yes, we are sailing, sailing, homeward bound)
We are sailing o’er a wild tempestuous sea;
(We’re sailing, ever sailing, sailing, sailing, home, O yes,)
We are homeward bound, we are Heavn’ward bound,
Where a welcome waits for you and me. (you and me.)

A wonderful city of palaces He doth for us prepare,
I’m going home to be with Jesus,
Where all the faithful shall rest at last and in His glory share,
I’m going home to be with Jesus. [Chorus]

My Savior’s hand all the voyage thro’ holds steady at the helm,
I’m going home to be with Jesus;
The harbor blessed by faith I view, the new Jerusalem,
I’m going home to be with Jesus. [Chorus]