1 I am on the gospel highway of the ransomed and the blest,
I am traveling to my home, sweet home;
I am going to a country where the weary find sweet rest,
I am traveling to my home, sweet home.
Refrain:
I am traveling to my home, sweet home;
I am traveling to my home, sweet home,
Tho’ the way o’er which I journey may be often rough and steep,
I am traveling to my home, sweet home.
2 Tho’ at times the clouds of sorrow makes the sunlight disappear,
I am traveling to my home, sweet home;
In a little while the light of morn will break with all its cheer,
I am traveling to my home, sweet home. [Refrain]
3 Over yonder in the city I have loved ones gone before,
I am traveling to my home, sweet home;
We shall clasp glad hands of welcome on that golden shining shore,
I am traveling to my home, sweet home. [Refrain]
4 Tho’ the way is straight and narrow it is wide enough for me,
I am traveling to my home, sweet home;
Soon the crystal walls of jasper in the distance I shall see,
I am traveling to my home, sweet home. [Refrain]
Source: Worship and Service #127