I have a beautiful home for my soul,
The streets are paved with pure gold.
Songs waft upon the breeze,
And echo through the holy trees.
There's no pain or sadness here,
No darkness, sickness, sin or fear.
Love and peace here abound,
And rejoicing when another is found.
There's an eternal feast, and music heard,
And stories from His Holy Word.
All know as they were known,