127. Traveling to My Home, Sweet Home

1 I am on the gospel highway of the ransomed and the blest,
I am traveling to my home, sweet home;
I am going to a country where the weary find sweet rest,
I am traveling to my home, sweet home.

Refrain:
I am traveling to my home, sweet home;
I am traveling to my home, sweet home,
Tho’ the way o’er which I journey may be often rough and steep,
I am traveling to my home, sweet home.

2 Tho’ at times the clouds of sorrow makes the sunlight disappear,
I am traveling to my home, sweet home;
In a little while the light of morn will break with all its cheer,
I am traveling to my home, sweet home. [Refrain]

3 Over yonder in the city I have loved ones gone before,
I am traveling to my home, sweet home;
We shall clasp glad hands of welcome on that golden shining shore,
I am traveling to my home, sweet home. [Refrain]

4 Tho’ the way is straight and narrow it is wide enough for me,
I am traveling to my home, sweet home;
Soon the crystal walls of jasper in the distance I shall see,
I am traveling to my home, sweet home. [Refrain]

Text Information
First Line: I am on the gospel highway of the ransomed and the blest
Title: Traveling to My Home, Sweet Home
Author: H. L.
Refrain First Line: I am traveling to my home, sweet home
Publication Date: 1916
Topic: Experience; Heaven



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