1 After all our pain and sorrow, sighs and tears,
There will come a bright tomorrow down the years,
And we’ll hear a voice, with music’s sweetest tone,
Crying, Welcome, weary pilgrim, welcome home.
Refrain:
Welcome home, welcome home,
With the white-robed band of angels round the throne;
See, the Saviour smiling stands,
And with outstretched, beck’ning hands
Bids us sweetly, gladly, welcome home.
2 Tho’ the shadows gather round us dark and deep,
And our hearts are filled with sadness while we weep,
Yet, far out beyond the shadows we shall roam,
When we hear the joyful summons, welcome home. [Refrain]
3 Far beyond the sunset’s glory, we are told,
Is a lovely, gleaming city, paved with gold,
And the Saviour to that city bids us come,
While the angels swell the anthem, Welcome home. [Refrain]
Source: Songs of Christian Service #61