I know that my Redeemer lives, That He’s prepared a home for me, And crowns of victory He gives To those who would His children be.
Refrain: Then ask me not to mingle on Amid the gay and thoughtless throng, For I am only waiting here To hear the summons, “Child, come home”; For I am only waiting here To hear the summons, “Child, come home.”
I’m trusting Jesus Christ for all; I know His blood atones for me; I’m list’ning for the welcome call, To say, “The Master waiteth thee.”
And now, bewildered at the thought, I stand and wonder at His love, How He from heav’n to earth was brought To die, that I might live above.
I know that soon my Lord will come; I know He will not tarry long; I know He soon will call me home To sing with joy the heav’nly song.
