1.

Farewell! vain world, I'm going home,

Where there's no more stormy clouds arising;

My Savior smiles, and bids me come

Where there's no more stormy clouds arising.

2.

Sweet angels beckon me away,

Where there's no more stormy clouds arising;

To sing God's praise in endless day,

Where there's no more stormy clouds arising.

To the land, to the land, to the land I am bound,

Where there's no more stormy clouds arising.