I Want to Go There (Loper)

We are told of a home in that ci­ty ab­ove

When with life and its cares we are thro’

Where the walls are of jas­per

The streets are of gold—

I want to go there

don’t you?

I want to go there

I want to go there

Where loved ones are wait­ing

In that home­land so fair

Where there’s nev­er a tri­al

A sor­row or care

I want to go there don’t you?

Since here God has called me

I’ll stand at my post

And do what He gives me to do

For the thought is re­fresh­ing

As home­ward I look—

I want to go there

don’t you?

Soon this brief life is end­ed

Our work here is done

For the days are so fleet­ing and few

Where loved ones have ga­thered

No death ev­er comes—

I want to go there

don’t you?

There none but the pure shall

That city be­hold;

’Tis the home of the faith­ful and true

Where the Sav­ior a man­sion

For me has pre­pared—

I ex­pect to go there

don’t you?