The Lord Be Praised! I'm Homeward Bound

1 The Lord be praised! I'm homeward bound
To where my Father's house is found,
Beyond death's gloomy portal;
There God's own Son, my Savior blest,
Receives me as His welcome guest
Among the saints immortal.

2 The Lord be praised! I'm homeward bound,
Where sin and death, the grave's sad mound,
Forever are forgotten;
Where living fountains ever flow,
And trees their fruit each month shall grow
For those of God begotten.

3 The Lord be praised! I'm homeward bound,
Where I shall join the host around
His glorious throne assembling,
And there with all in love shall dwell
In peace and joy no tongue can tell,
Relieved of fear and trembling.

4 The Lord be praised! I'm homeward bound,
Where all the saints with beauty crowned
Proclaim His praise and glory;
Where I my problems understand,
As they were solved by God's own hand,
And tell the blessed story.

5 So, then, with hope we onward press
Thro' sorrow, trouble and distress,
In confidence and wonder,
Until by angels borne on high,
With sweet relief and happy sigh,
Our eyes we open yonder.

Source: American Lutheran Hymnal #311