In that world of ancient story,

Where no storms can ever come,

Where the Saviour dwells in glory,

There remains for us a home.

CHORUS.

Happy home, happy home,

Jesus bids his followers come,

To that land of bliss and glory,

Our happy, happy home.

2 There within the heavenly mansions,

Where life’s river flows so clear,

We shall see our blesséd Saviour,

If we love and serve him here.

3 There with holy angels dwelling,

Where the ransomed wander free,

Jesus’ praises ever telling,

Sing we through eternity.

4 There amid the shining numbers,

All our toils and labors o’er,

Where the Guardian never slumbers,

We shall dwell for evermore.