How bright is the day when all people
Receive the sweet message to come,
To rise to the mansions of glory,
And be there forever at home.
And be there forever at home.
And be there forever at home.
To rise to the mansions of glory,
And be there forever at home.
And be there forever at home.
And be there forever at home.
To rise to the mansions of glory,
And be there forever at home.
The angels stand ready and waiting,
The moment the spirit is gone,
To carry it upward to heaven,
And welcome it safely at home.
And be there forever at home.
And be there forever at home.
To rise to the mansions of glory,
And be there forever at home.
And be there forever at home.
And be there forever at home.
To rise to the mansions of glory,
And be there forever at home.
The saints that have gone up before us,
All raise a new shout as we come,
And sing hallelujah the louder,
To welcome the travelers home.
And be there forever at home.
And be there forever at home.
To rise to the mansions of glory,
And be there forever at home.
And be there forever at home.
And be there forever at home.
To rise to the mansions of glory,
And be there forever and ever and ever and,
Be there forever and ever and ever and,
Be there forever and ever and ever and,
And be there forever and ever and ever and,
Be there forever at home.
Writer(s): American Folk Hymn, Mack Wilberg, Arr.
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