We're Going Home

We're going home, in a little while from now

We're going home, when the field behind the plow

Is ready for the reaper, to harvest all the grain

And gather up the tares, til only wheat remains

We're going home, soon the trumpet call will sound

And we will rise, to meet the LORD together

We will hear the voice of heaven, descending on the clouds

With a mighty shout He'll call our names out loud

Wake up all you people from the nations far and wide

On that resurrection morning when the graves are opened wide

There'll be glory in the kingdom that transfigures you and me

When Jesus Christ the Saviour sets us free, we're going home

We're going home, where the streets are paved with gold

We're going home, where we will live and not grow old

We will drink the living waters from the streams of paradise

And we will eat the fruit of heaven

From the healing tree of life

We're going home where life eternal reigns

We're going home, where the blind will see again

And where all of God's creation will live in harmony

When the law of God is written in our hearts we will be free

So wake up all you people from the nations far and wide

On that resurrection morning, when the bridegroom takes His bride

There'll be glory in the kingdom that transcends this earthly plain

When Jesus Christ the Lamb returns again, we're going home

We're going home, to a far and distant shore

We're going home, where we will reign forevermore

And we will dwell in mansions, built by holy hands

In the city of our God, the new Jerusalem

We're going home, where the brightness of the Son

Will keep us warm, when the day of judgment comes

The darkness of this wicked world will vanish in the light

When the righteousness of day, overcomes the sinful night

So wake up all you people from the nations far and wide

On that resurrection morning, when the graves are opened wide

There'll be glory in the kingdom that transfigures you and me

When Jesus Christ the Saviour sets us free

So wake up all you people from the nations far and wide

On that resurrection morning, when the graves are opened wide

There'll be glory in the kingdom that transcends this earthly plain

When Jesus Christ the Lamb returns again

When the holy Lamb of God returns again

We're going home, we're going home

We're going home, thank You Jesus

Written by Bruce Moss
To God be the glory