1 O think of the home over there,
By the side of the river of light,
Where the saints all immortal and fair
Are rob'd in their garments of white.

Refrain:
Over there, over there,
O, think of the home over there.

2 O think of the friends over there,
Who before us the journey have trod,
Of the songs that they breathe on the air,
In their home in the palace of God. [Refrain]

3 My Savior is now over there,
There my kindred and friends are at rest;
Then away from my sorrow and care
Let me fly to the land of the blest. [Refrain]