This lonesome earth is not my home,
   I'm just wanderin' through;
I'm waiting for my chariot ride,
   to home beyond the blue.

There's just a few more roads to cross,
   A few more wars to fight;
There's but one moment left on earth,
   until I take that flight.

What glorious moment that will be,
   He'll come with outstretched hand;
To lead us to a glorious place,
   our Home in Beulah Land!

With sudden splendor He'll arrive,
   His Angels gathered 'round;
We'll know that moment when it comes,
   hear Heaven's trumpets sound.

I'm now so ready for that day,
   to see My Saviour arrive;
Could be this morning, noon and night,
   we'll break through yonder skies.

I hope your ready when He comes,
   to take us Home sweet Home;
You've trusted in God's saving grace,
On Heaven's shores you'll roam.

We can't imagine what glory will be,
   what splendor there awaits;
When on that day we'll walk and run,
   through Heaven's Pearly Gates!