Gathering Home

Lyrics

There is a land of pure delight,
Where we shall be gathered home;
Infinite day excludes the night,
Where we shall be gathered home.

Chorus:

Where we shall be gathered home,
To meet with the Savior there,
And all the sainted, blood-washed throng,
Where we shall be gathered home.

Its skies are not like earthly skies,
Where we shall be gathered home;
It hath no need of sun to rise,
Where we shall be gathered home.

(Chorus)