“my home”

And I'll sit with my father, mother, sister and my brother

There'll I'll walk the streets of gold, shake the hands with friends of old

Yeah, all the while I find a smile

The autumn breeze is calling me away

I never thought I'd sale this part

I've lost so many years

I?m running, running, into Your heart

I?m running, running, hands lifted high

start

O this world is not my home

And some day on thee I'll stand

Beulah Land sweet Beulah Land