We find ma­ny peo­ple who can’t un­der­stand
Why we are so hap­py and free.
We’ve crossed over Jor­dan to Ca­naan’s fair land,
And this is like Hea­ven to me.

Refrain

And this is like Hea­ven to me,
Yes, this is like Hea­ven to me.
I’ve crossed ov­er Jor­dan to Ca­naan’s fair land,
And this is like Hea­ven to me.

So when we are hap­py we sing and we shout.
Some don’t un­der­stand us, I see.
We’re filled with the Spi­rit, there isn’t a doubt,
And this is like Hea­ven to me.

Refrain

We’ve heard the sweet mu­sic, the hea­ven­ly chord,
From glo­ry land over the sea;
A soul thrill­ing mes­sage from Je­sus, our Lord,
And this is like Hea­ven to me.

Refrain

We’re look­ing for Je­sus with glo­ry to come;
’Tis Je­sus who died on the tree.
A cloud of bright an­gels to car­ry me home—
O that will be Hea­ven to me.

O that will be Hea­ven to me.
Yes, that will be Hea­ven to me.
A cloud of bright an­gels to car­ry me home—
Yes, that will be Hea­ven to me.