Cântăre Home

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!