Home at Last

This Sunday we are singing the most beautiful song about Heaven.  It's called Home at Last by Ron Hamilton and Cheryl Reid.

Jesus said (in John 14), "Let not your heart be troubled, ye believe in God, believe also in Me.  In my Father's house are many mansions, if it were not so, I would have told you.  I go to prepare a place for you.  And if I go and prepare a place for you, I will come again and receive you unto Myself that where I am, there ye may be also." 

When at last my life has ended and I enter heaven's rest,

I will live in God's eternal peace in the dwelling of the blest. 

All my pain will then be over;

Earthly cares will all fade away. 

Golden light will glisten from the throne of God -

No more night, just perfect day.

 

Going home, going home,

I will enter there by grace alone.

O what joys my heart has never known -

Going home.

 

There are times when day is ending and my work is almost done,

When I scan the far horizon and I watch the setting sun. 

I am dreaming of that city with its gates of pearl and crystal sea. 

I see Jesus reaching out His nail-scarred hands, waiting there to welcome me.

 

Going home, going home.

I will enter there by grace alone.

O what joys my heart has never known - Going home.

 

Every sin will be forgotten,

Every tear will then be past.

I will rest within my Father's house -

Safely home, home at last.

 

Tears will pass.

I'll go home, home at last.