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