I
THIS OLE WORLD DOWN HERE IS FILLED WITH DISAPPOINTMENTS
AND SOMETIMES THE TEARS WILL FALL FROM ALL THE PAIN
BUT MY LORD IS BUILDING ME A HOME IN GLORY
AND UP THERE I'LL NEVER CRY AGAIN
CHORUS
'CAUSE WHEN I LEAVE THIS OLE WORLD IN ALL IT'S TRIALS
I WILL REST IN HIS PRECIOUS NAIL-SCARRED HANDS
AND I'LL SING THROUGHOUT THE ENDLESS AGES
AS I WALK ON HOLY HILLS WHERE ANGELS TROD
II
MY WALK WITH GOD GETS SWEETER EVERY MOMENT
FOR EACH DAY BRINGS ME ONE STEP CLOSER HOME
AND SOMEDAY I WILL SEE MY SAVIOUR COMING
THEN ON CLOUDS OF GLORY I'LL RIDE HOME
(ending)
I'LL SING GLORY, GLORY TO MY SAVIOUR
AS I WALK ON HOLY HILLS WHERE ANGELS TROD