Going Home
Over
behind the sunset,
As we trod the last long mile;
The Heavenly
Father waits for us
With open arms and a smile.
"Welcome
Home, my loved one,"
I know is what He'll say,
"Come
all ye that are weary,
And I will show you the way."
In to
a land where no sorrow
Abides. Joy in the great hereafter.
A land
where all pain is washed away
And tears are turned into laughter.
And there
we'll find the ones we love,
Those who have gone before us,
And there
we'll join in the Heavenly Band,
And sing in the Angel Chorus.
May there
be no tears at our parting,
May the skies be bright and clear,
For I
am only going Home,
And I'll wait for you there, my dear.
Ramel
Tessora Bell
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