1 A land of glory lies above,
The home of joy and deathless love;
Where comes no suffering, pain or woe:
There would I go, I long to go.

Refrain:
The summons will come, the summons will come,
And the angel’s soft pinion shall carry me home:
To Jesus’ arms, where naught alarms,
I long to go, I long to go.

2 Here sorrow comes with tearful eye,
We see companions droop and die;
There none decay, nor anguish know—
There would I go, I long to go. [Refrain]

3 There flow’rs more bright than Eden’s bloom,
To fill the air with sweet perfume;
No scorching heats, nor frost-blasts blow,
There would I go, I long to go. [Refrain]

4 There sounds of richest music lave
The golden shore— a swelling wave—
No discord mars the unceasing flow;
There would I go, I long to go. [Refrain]

5 There high amidst the happy throng,
The theme of every raptured song,
My Jesus see, His smile to know,
There would I go, I long to go. [Refrain]

6 When shall I breathe the perfumed air,
And gaze upon those scenes so fair?
When safely pass the last great foe?
Soon, soon I know; I long to go. [Refrain]