Were Going Home No More To Roam
We’re going home, no more to roam,
No more to sin and sorrow;
No more to wear the brow of care,
We’re going home tomorrow.
We’re going home, we’re going home tomorrow,
We’re going home, we’re going home tomorrow.
For weary feet awaits a street
Of wondrous pave and golden;
For hearts that ache, the angels wake
The story, sweet and olden. [Refrain]
For those who sleep, and those who weep,
Above the portals narrow,
The mansions rise beyond the skies-
We’re going home tomorrow. [Refrain]
Oh, joyful song! Oh, ransomed throng!
Where sin no more shall sever;
Our king to see, and, oh, to be
With Him at home forever! [Refrain]