1 There’s a home for the blest on the beautiful shore,
Where our trials and cares shall all cease;
Sorrow never shall enter that blissful abode,
Ever there shall abide perfect peace.

Refrain:
On that beautiful shore, where the bright angels stay,
All our sorrow and pain will be o’er;
Oh! we long to go home to that beautiful land,
There to rest, sweetly rest, evermore.

2 The bright streets of the city are paved with pure gold,
And its flowers are fragrant and fair;
Its inhabitants never grow weary nor old,
For the Lord reigns eternally there. [Refrain]

3 There will be no more parting from those that we love,
No more sighing, or shedding of tears,
For no discords shall ruffle that peaceful repose,
Which flows thro’ eternity’s years. [Refrain]

5 Oh! we soon shall be called to that beautiful land,
There to dwell with the just evermore;
There to join in sweet songs with the friends that we love,
Safe at home on the beautiful shore. [Refrain]