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When all the saints get home

O, Paradise, sweet home of love

Author: J. H. Hall
Tune: [O Paradise! sweet home of love]
Published in 1 hymnal

Audio files: MIDI

Full Text

1 Oh, paradise! sweet home of love,
Where saints and angels dwell;
The Lord prepared that home above,
The blessed story tell.

Home, home, sweet; sweet, home;
Oh, what a happy meeting,
When all the saints get home.

2 Oh, joyous thought now fills my heart,
When all the saints get home,
We’ll ne’er from friends and kindred part,
Nor from the Saviour roam. [Refrain]

3 We’ll dwell with angels evermore,
In that bright home on high;
Sad partings then will all be o’er,
We’ll never say goodby. [Refrain]

Source: Crowning Day, No. 6: A Book of Gospel Songs #185

Author: J. H. Hall

Jacob Henry Hall, 1855-1941 Born: Jan­u­a­ry 2, 1855, near Har­ris­on­burg, Vir­gin­ia. Died: De­cem­ber 22, 1941. Buried: Day­ton, Vir­gin­ia. Son of farm­er George G. Hall and Eliz­a­beth Thom­as Hall, Ja­cob at­tend­ed sing­ing schools taught by Tim­o­thy Funk when he was a boy. As his love of mu­sic pro­gressed, he earned mo­ney by trap­ping quail and bought a Ger­man ac­cor­di­on; he soon learned to play one part while sing­ing an­o­ther. Af­ter he and his bro­ther joint­ly pur­chased an or­gan, he taught him­self to play hymn tunes, Gos­pel songs, and an­thems. He went on to stu­dy mu­sic the­ory, har­mo­ny, and com­po­si­tion in Har­ris­on­burg and else­where, and in 1877… Go to person page >

Text Information

First Line: O, Paradise, sweet home of love
Title: When all the saints get home
Author: J. H. Hall
Refrain First Line: Home, home, sweet, sweet home
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