What a song of delight in that city so bright
Will be wafted ′neath heaven's fair dome
Now the ransomed will raise happy songs in his praise.
When all of god′s singers get home

When all of God's singers get home
When all of God's singers get home
Where never a sorrow will come
Or heartaches will come
There′ll be no place like home
There′ll be no place like heaven my home
When all of god's singers get home
God′s singers get home

As we sing here on earth songs of sadness or mirth
Tis a fore- taste of rapture to come
But our joy can't compare with he glory up there
When all of god′s singers get home

When all of God's singers get home
When all of God′s singers get home
Where never a sorrow will come
Or heartaches will come
There'll be no place like home
There'll be no place like heaven my home
When all of god′s singers get home
God′s singers get home

When all of God's singers get home
When all of God′s singers get home
Where never a sorrow will come
Or heartaches will come
There'll be no place like home
There′ll be no place like heaven my home
When all of god's singers get home
God′s singers get home

Writer(s): Virgil O. Stamps, Luther G. Presley<br>Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com