The Saviour, Jesus, is gone to prepare
Such a beautiful home in the sky,
And He says He will come,
And take to that home,
Every sinner that’s born from on high.
I’d like to go to that heaven so bright,
For joy beams, in that world, on each face,
But if there I would go,
On earth I must know,
As my Saviour, the Lord of that place.