When We Get Home (Hood)

Far beyond the strife of this earth­ly life

There’s a home pre­pared for us above;

And some bless­èd day we’ll go there to stay

Evermore to sing of Je­sus’ love.

When we get home

No more we’ll wan­der

no more roam

But peace com­plete and rap­ture sweet

We’ll share when we get home.

In that home so sweet with its joys com­plete

We shall find the rest for which we sigh;

Sing re­demp­tion’s song

With the blood washed throng

When we reach that ci­ty by and by.

Just in­side the gate

where our loved ones wait

Jesus our dear Sav­ior we shall see;

Look up­on His face

praise Him for His grace

O how sweet ’twill be to you and me.