This world is not my home.

I long to go home,

Away from this earth in which I roam.

I long to be at that place,

Where I can look upon Your face.

I long for heaven and all things above,

To dwell in Your everlasting love.

I long to sit at Your throne,

And know I am finally home.

I long to fall into Your arms.

As the angels sound the alarms.

I long to see You face to face,

And feel Your warm embrace.

I long for no more pain,

No more battles in my brain.

I long to finally rest,

For in white I will be dressed.

I long to be in heaven with Thee,

Thank You for the joy that awaits me.