Sunday, June 24, 2012

Homesick for Heaven

by Henry de Fluiter

So dear to my heart is the promise of God,
A home with the pure and blest;
Where earth weary pilgrims, strangers here below,
Will find their eternal rest.

I'm homesick for heaven, seems I cannot wait,
Yearning to enter Zion's pearly gate;
There, never a heartache, never a care,
I long for my home over there.

'Tis Eden, fair Eden, I long to behold,
Where naught can despoil that's fair;
Where saints of all ages, hold communion sweet,
The glories of heaven share.

I'm homesick for heaven, seems I cannot wait,
Yearning to enter Zion's pearly gate;
There, never a heartache, never a care,
I long for my home over there.

But chiefest of all is the thought that enthralls,
That I shall behold my King;
Rejoice in His presence, revel in His grace,
And ever His praises sing.

I'm homesick for heaven, seems I cannot wait,
Yearning to enter Zion's pearly gate;
There, never a heartache, never a care,
I long for my home over there.



1 comment:

  1. So I was just googling this song in hopes of using it in a future arrangement and found this as the third option down... who knew the world was such a small place! Miss you Val...

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