When I can read my title clear to mansions in the skies,
I'll bid farewell to every tear and wipe my weeping eyes.

REFRAIN:
I feel like, I feel like I'm on my journey home.
I feel like, I feel like I'm on my journey home.

Should earth against my soul engage and fiery darts be hurl'd,
Then I can smile at Satan's rage and face a frowning world.

REFRAIN

Let cares like a wild deluge come, let storms of sorrow fall,
So I but safely reach my home, My God, my heaven, my all.

REFRAIN

There I shall bathe my weary soul in seas of heavenly rest;
And not a wave of trouble roll across my peaceful breast.