I must not make this world my home, For it shall soon be left behind; And when the parting day has come, What sort of future will I find?
Refrain 1-2: I’ll set my sails for heaven’s shore, And flee from every earthly snare, So when this changeful life is o’er, I’ll find a “welcome home” up there.
I will not sell my soul for dross, For fleeting honors I’ll not strain, Though all the world shall be my loss, I’ve all of heaven as my gain.
If you are eating earthly leav’n, The life you live will surely tell— Unless you make your home in heav’n, You’ll find your home for aye in hell.
Refrain 3: So set your sails for heaven’s shore, And flee from every earthly snare, So when this changeful life is o’er, You’ll find a “welcome home” up there.
