I am wait­ing for Je­sus to wel­come me home,
To the place He has gone to pre­pare,
To the man­sion of light and the robe, pure and white,
To the harp and the crown for me there.

Refrain

Waiting, wait­ing, I am wait­ing, dear Je­sus, for Thee;
Ever long­ing, all the beau­ties of Heav­en to see.

How I long to be roaming the blest fields of light,
With the dear, lov­ing ch­ildren of God,
And to sing the sweet song as we’re march­ing along,
Of re­demp­tion thro’ Je­sus’ blood.

Refrain

Many loved ones have I in that beau­ti­ful land,
They are watch­ing and wait­ing for me,
And they beck­on me o’er to that bright hap­py shore,
There the beau­ties of glo­ry to see.

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