CHORUS
HOW BEAUTIFUL HEAVEN MUST BE,
SWEET HOME OF THE HAPPY AND FREE.
FAIR HAVEN OF REST FOR THE WEARY,
HOW BEAUTIFUL HEAVEN MUST BE.
RECITATION
WHEN I PICTURE HEAVEN, AND QUITE OFTEN I DO.
I MAY NOT THINK OF THINGS, THAT SEEM MOST TO YOU.
LIKE WALLS OF JASPER OR GATES OF PEARL SO BEAUTIFUL TO BEHOLD,
OR MANSIONS STANDING EVERYWHERE, ON SOILD STREETS OF GOLD.
FOR THESE AREN'T THE ONLY THINGS, THAT FILL MY HEART WITH BLISS.
CAUSE I'VE NEVER HAD ENOUGH OF THESE THINGS, TO GET ME SPOILED I GUESS.
OUR HUMAN MINDS CANNOT COMPREHEND, THE BEAUTY THERE IS TO SEE.
BUT THIS MY FRIEND IS WHAT HEAVEN REALLY MEANS TO ME.
IT'S A PLACE WHERE ALL NIGHT WILL HAVE VANISHED AWAY,
AND THE AGES OF TIME WILL BE JUST ONE LONG DAY.
THE WEATHER WILL BE PERFECT, AND THE FOOD WILL BE FINE.
WE WON'T EVER HAVE TO HURRY, CAUSE THERE'LL BE NO TIME.
AND WHEN WE GET UP THERE, WHY WE WON'T EVER CRY.
CAUSE THERE'S NO BILLS TO PAY, OR NOTHING TO BUY.
THERE'LL BE NO MORE SORROW, OR NOT ONE BIT OF SIN.
AND THE STING OF DEATH WILL NEVER BE FELT AGAIN.
AND ANOTHER THING, THAT WILL MAKE HEAVEN SO FAIR.
MY MOM AND DAD WILL BOTH BE THERE.
AND LOOKING SO FAIR AND YOUNG I SEE.
THEY'LL NOT BE OLD AND WRINKLED LIKE THEY USE TO BE.
I'LL KISS MOM AND SHE'LL WHISPER IN MY EAR.
WE'VE BEEN WAITING FOR YOU SON, AND WE'RE SO GLAD YOU'RE HERE.
DAD WILL SAY, SON THERE'S NO MORE FEAR.
WE'LL SIT DOWN AND TALK, FOR MAYBE A HUNDRED YEARS.
AND JUST EMAGINE IF YOU CAN
GETTING TO MEET ALL THE OLD SAINTS AND SHAKE THEIR HANDS.
LISTENING TO THE STORIES OF THE THINGS THEY'VE DONE.
MAYBE GET TO LIVE RIGHT NEXT DOOR TO OLD JAMES OR JOHN.
OH IT'S GOING TO BE WONDERFUL IF WE MAKE IT THROUGH.
TO THAT BEAUTIFUL PLACE HE'S PREPARED FOR ME AND YOU.
BUT ALL THAT I'VE MENTIONED WON'T EVEN COMPARE.
TO THE GREATEST THRILL THAT AWAITS US WHEN WE GET THERE.
AND THAT'S TO SEE JESUS, THE ONE WHO DIED FOR YOU AND ME.
AND TO LIVE IN HIS PRESENCE THROUGHOUT ALL ETERNITY.
WILL SING FOREVER, WITHOUT A TROUBLE OR A CARE.
THAT'S WHAT HEAVEN MEANS TO ME, AND I HOPE TO MEET YOU THERE.