It’s far, far away there my Father’s house
It’s beautiful, beyond the blue sky
How my heart longs to be there and to meet my Lord promptly
A glorious land, where the righteous awaits
Chorus
There’s nothing else I long for
Anything that belongs to this earth
It is my desire to come home
In my remaining days
I will be fruitful for You
As a sign of my love and longing