There's only one thing that I long for
When I reach my home on high
To see my Jesus in His glory
And to reign with Him on high
I'll be so glad to see my mother
Who has gone, gone on to that land
Oh, but I long to see my Jesus
And by His side to stand
Without a father, without a mother
I've had to make this journey by myself
Sometimes so friendless, heartaches seem endless
So many sorrows I have known
But I know my Lord will call me
To that mansion in the sky
And I shall reign with Him forever
In that sweet home by and by, ny and by
So many times my heavy burden
Have borne, borne me to my knees
But then I prayed, "Oh, blessed Jesus
Won't You help me if You please"
And He would hasten to my rescue
I no longer have to cry
And so I'll keep my Savior with me
On my journey, journey to the sky
Well, well, well
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