1 Oh, we love to come to our Sabbath home,
And learn of our teachers dear,
Who points us with love to our home above,
And the crown that awaits us there.
And the crown that awaits us there,
And the crown that awaits us there.
Who points us with love to our home above,
And the crown that awaits us there.

2 Oh, we love to come to our Sabbath home,
When the six days' toil is o'er,
And read and sing of our heavenly King,
And learn to love him more.

3 Oh, we love to come to our Sabbath home,
But we would not come alone;
We would each bring in from the paths of sin
Some wretched, wandering one:

4 Whose feet now stray in the broad, broad way,
Who know not of God or heaven:
And would bid them taste of the blessed feast
Which our Father's love hath given.

5 Then toil we on till the race is won,
And the pearly gates unfold,
And we find our rest on the Saviour's breast,
At home in the city of gold.