I'm Going Home.

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L. M.

1. My heavenly home is bright and fair;
Nor pain, nor death can enter there:
Its glittering towers the sun outshine;
That heavenly mansion shall be mine.

CHORUS.
I'm going home, I'm going home,
I'm going home to die no more.
To die no more, to die no more,
I'm going home to die no more.

2. My Father's house is built on high,
Far, far above the starry sky:
When from this earthly prison free,
That heavenly mansion mine shall be.

I'm going home, &c.

3. While here, a stranger far from home,
Affliction's waves may round me foam;
And, though like Lazarus, sick and poor,
My heavenly mansion is secure.

I'm going home, &c.

4. Let others seek a home below,
Which flames devour, or waves o'erflow;
Be mine a happier lot to own
A heavenly mansion near the throne,

I'm going home, &c.

5. Then fail this earth, let stars decline,
And sun and moon refuse to shine,
All nature sink and cease to be,
That heavenly mansion stands for me,
I'm going home, &c.