BRIGHT, BRIGHT HOME! BEYOND THE SKIES

Bright, bright home! Beyond the skies,
Where Jesus is enthroned in glory;
Thy beauty gleams before mine eyes,
Thy portals glisten now before me,
Bright, bright home.

Dark, dark world! I would not stay
Amid thy painted scenes of splendour;
I hasten toward the golden day,
Thy tinsel treasure I surrender,
Dark, dark world.

Sweet, sweet dawn! So fair and near.
Before the eastern skies are glowing;
I see the morning star appear,
The mountain-tops like silver showing
Sweet, sweet dawn.

Come, Lord, come! We wait for Thee,
We listen still for Thy returning;
Thy loveliness we long to see,
For Thee the lamp of hope is burning,
Come, Lord, come!