When The Lord Shall Come To Take Me Home


When the Lord shall come to take me home,
I’ll be ready whether night or day,
For I’m all pack’d up, prepared to go
When He comes to bear my soul away.

Refrain:
I’m moving, I’m moving,
To a building not made with hands;
I’m going home no more to roam,
To where my blessed Saviour stand.
I’m moving, I’m moving,
To a building not made with hands;
I’m going home no more to roam,
I’m moving to the glory land.

I have cleans’d this house He gave to me,
For my soul’s returning by-and-by,
When the dead shall rise to dwell with Christ,
All immortal, nevermore to die. [Refrain]

I am moving out without regret,
Having tried to do my very best;
With my faith undimmed, I’ve sown the seed,
To my Saviour leaving all the rest. [Refrain]

Even so, Lord Jesus, quickly come,
I am ready, and prepared to go;
In the fight with death I cannot fail,
There is victory for me I know. [Refrain]