I
MY SOUL CRIES OUT OH LORD HOW LONG
TILL MY TOILING ENDS AND HE CALLS ME HOME
SINCE I GOT A GLIMPSE OF MY HOME IN THE SKY
NOTHING IN THIS WORLD KEEPS ME SATISFIED.
II
SEEMS I CAN HEAR THE ANGELS SING
WITH HARPS OF GOLD AND A THOUSAND STRINGS
EARTH HOLDS NO CHARMS WHEN I HEAR THEIR SONGS
SWEET BEULAH LAND MY HOME SWEET HOME
CHORUS
IS THAT THE LIGHTS OF HOME I SEE
DO I FEEL A BREEZE FROM THE CRYSTAL SEA
AND THE LORD STANDING HIGH ON HEAVENS BALCONY.
IF THAT'S THE LIGHTS OF HOME
THEN ITS A WELCOME SIGHT TO ME
IF THAT'S THE LIGHTS OF HOME IT'S A WELCOME SIGHT TO ME.