Our True Home

Our true home is a land of glory,
And each day we’re one day closer to there.
Jesus Christ the Author of our story,
Is guiding our feet with tender care.

We shall not be overcome;
To neither death nor grave will we succumb.

Jesus Christ, our God and King,
Has covered us with His strong wing.

He dove headfirst in the grave,
So that we can be forgave.

Now life to us is supplied,
Because the Lamb of God was crucified.

Our true home is a land of glory,
And each day we’re one day closer to there.
Jesus Christ the Author of our story,
Is guiding our feet with tender care.

This broken worlds’ not our home;
Forever in exile we’ll not roam.

Just as Christ rose from the tomb,
He’ll raise us above the gloom.

Eternal life and joy is what awaits;
To dwell safely within Heaven’s gates.

Because of our God’s selfless love,
Soon we’ll join Him up above.

Our true home is a land of glory,
And each day we’re one day closer to there.
Jesus Christ the Author of our story,
Is guiding our feet with tender care.

Access to this glorious home,
Of splendor and perfect shalom,

Is obtained by grace through faith;
Trusting the words Jesus saith.

One day we’ll shed our last tear,
And never again feel pain or fear.

Christ the King has ransomed us;
Hallelujah to the Lord Jesus.

Our true home is a land of glory,
And each day we’re one day closer to there.
Jesus Christ the Author of our story,
Is guiding our feet with tender care.