Oh, what songs of the heart We shall sing all the day, When again we a**emble at home, When we meet ne'er to part With the blest o'er the way, There no more from our loved ones to roam! When we meet ne'er to part, Oh, what songs of the heart We shall sing in our beautiful home. Tho our rapture and bliss There's no song can express, We will shout, we will sing o'er and o'er, As we greet with a kiss, And with joy we caress All our loved ones that pa**ed on before; As we greet with a kiss, In our rapture and bliss, All our love ones that pa**ed on before. Oh, what songs we'll employ!
Oh, what welcome we'll hear! When we kneel at our dear Savior's feet. And the heart swells with joy In embraces most dear When our heavenly parents we meet! Oh, what songs we'll employ As the heart swells with joy, When our heavenly parents we meet! Oh, the visions we'll see In that home of the bles, There's no word, there's no thought can impart, But our rapture will be All the soul can attest, In the heavenly songs of the heart; But our rapture will be In the vision we'll see Best expressed in the songs We shall sing in our home! We shall sing in our beautiful home.