1. Oh, home of my soul In that far away goal, Each day brings me nearer to thee; The great throne so white, And my crown shining bright, Mine eyes ever longing to see. 2. A musical strain From that far distant plain Now sweeps gently over my soul; And waves of sweet peace In my heart shall increase, While years of eternity roll. 3. The day will soon come When we???ll all gather home, As pilgrims no more we shall roam; Ah, whom shall we see? And what joy will it be To meet with the dear ones at home!