GOING HOME
Will it be tomorrow
When He comes to take us home?
I know I'll be ready
The day He calls His own.
How I long for His appearing
When I'll meet Him in the air.
To be with my Lord Jesus
In the place He has prepared
That day I shall be like Him
For I'll see Him as He is
The Son of God revealed
In the glory that is His
All the saints will be there
Those who bear His name
Forever to be with Him
To ever give Him praise.
Will it be tomorrow
When Jesus calls us home?
Will the morning sun be shining
When suddenly we're gone?
The world will have no answer
To explain the mystery
For those who know the secret
Will be in eternity.
© 2006 Rita L. Betti
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