One day believers will go Home to God and rest from their labors. The following phrases in gospel music give me hope. In this day and time we need to tighten our grip on hope.
Just think of stepping on shore, and finding it Heaven,
of touching a hand and finding it God's,
of breathing the air and finding it celestial,
of waking up in glory and finding it home.
God shall wipe away all tears; There's no death, no pain, nor fears,
And they count not time by years, For there is no night there.
I'll soon be at home over there, For the end of my journey I see;
Many dear to my heart over there are watching and waiting for me.
When my life work is ended and I cross the swelling tide,
When the bright and glorious morning I shall see;
I shall know my Redeemer when I reach the other side,
and His smile will be the first to welcome me.
I shall know Him . . . and redeemed by His side I shall stand.
I shall know Him . . . by the print of the nails in His hand.
