God sent His Son for you to die;
So you could live with Him on high.
He wants you with Him by and by;
And longs your coming with a sigh.
Jesus came and suffered for you;
And all He asked for you to do;
Was just to simply, love Him too;
And then His holy will pursue.
So think how much for you He’s done;
In sending down his only son;
Because He’s like no other one;
He vict’ry o’er the grave has won.
How disappointed He will be;
If at the gate He does not see;
The one to which He gave the key;
And said please come and live with me.
So since your flesh returns to loam;
And on this earth you cease to roam;
Think of heaven and that fair dome;
And long to hear that “Welcome Home.”