1 Soon the toils of life will cease,
Then no sorrow we shall know,
In that home of the soul;
There we’ll dwell in joy and peace,
Robed in garments as snow,
In that home of the soul.

Refrain:
Blessed thought, there to dwell,
In that home of the soul;
Endless praise we shall swell,
In that home of the soul.

2 There the Saviour we shall see,
And His glory ever share,
In that home of the soul;
Reunited we shall be,
With the ransomed over there,
In that home of the soul. [Refrain]

3 While the ages onward roll,
Round the shining throne we’ll sing,
In that home of the soul;
With the angels we’ll extol,
Him, the Christ, our Lord, and King,
In that home of the soul. [Refrain]