My heavenly home is bright and fair, Nor pain nor death can enter there

1 My heav'nly home is bright and fair;
Nor pain nor death can enter there;
Its glitt'ring tow'rs the sun outshine,
That heav'nly mansion shall be mine.

[Chorus:]
I'm going home, I'm going home,
I'm going home to die no more.
To die no more, To die no more,
I'm going home To die no more.

2 My Father's house is build on high,
Far, far above the starry sky;
When from this earthly prison free,
That heav'nly mansion mine shall be. [Chorus]

3 While here, a stranger far from home,
Affliction's waves may round me foam;
Although, like Lazarus, sick and poor,
My heavenly mansion is secure. [Chorus]

4 Let others seek a home below,
Which flames devour, or waves o'er flow;
Be mine a happier lot to own
A heav'nly mansion near the throne [Chorus]

Source: Victory Songs: For the Church, Sunday School and Evangelistic Services. #262