A Home Forever There

by Fanny Crosby

When the silver cord is broken,
And we bid our friends farewell,
And the soul to God, who gave it,
Shall return with Him to dwell;
When we gaze in silent rapture,
On our many mansions fair;
We shall know how sweet the promise
Of a home, forever there.

When we meet and know each other,
And behold our Saviour's face,
When we join the noble army
Of the ransomed, saved by grace,
O how light will seem the burden,
And the cross, that now we bear,
When our Lord repeats the promise
Of a home, forever there.

There's a grand and mighty anthem,
That we cannot learn to sing;
Till we welcome At the feet of Christ, our King;
Till with all the just made perfect,
Crowns of vict'ry we shall wear;
Then we'll praise Him, for the promise
Of a home, forever there.ng I shall see,
Saved thro'him who died for me.