Glen Campbell — When All of Gods Singers Get Home

What a song of delight in that city so bright Will be wafted 'neath heaven's fair dome How 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 Where never a sorrow will come There'll be no place like heaven my home When all of God's singers get home As we sing here on Earth Songs of sadness or mirth 'tis a foretaste of rapture to come But our joy can't compare With he glory up there When all of God's singers get home Having overcome sin, hallelujah amen Will be heard in that land 'er the foam Every heart will be light And each face will be bright When all of God's singers get home