1 There is a glorious home, Up, up in Heav’n;
Where happy spirits roam, Up, up in Heav’n,
Their joys are joys untold, Their bliss can none unfold,
They sing to harps of gold, Up, up in Heav’n.
2 And may I hope to dwell Up, up in Heav’n?
With angels help to swell The songs of Heav’n?
The Bible says I may Be there thro’ endless day,
And Christ has made the way, Up, up to Heav’n.
3 O come and join the band, Up, up in Heav’n;
Come to this happy land, Up, up in Heav’n;
For all who like may come And Jesus says there’s room
Within His glorious home, Up, up in Heav’n.
Source: The Cyber Hymnal #14887