| Lyrics |
1 Jesus, I long for Thee, friendless I roam,
Earth has no joy for me, Heaven is my home;
When shall my soul arise, joyful with glad surprise,
Up to its native skies? Heaven is my home.
2 Grant me a light divine, while here I roam,
O’er my dark path to shine, Heaven is my home;
O, my sad heart, be still, patient in every ill,
Thine be a Father’s will; Heaven is my home.
3 There shall I see His face, no more to roam,
Clasped in His dear embrace, Heaven is my home;
Soon shall my spirit rise, joyful with glad surprise,
Up to its native skies, Heaven is my home. |