Fellowship Hall

I'll wear a crown of glory, When I get home, I'll sing the wondrous story, When I get home. The Savior will greet me, He'll be the first to meet me, And by His side will seat me, When I get home.

When I get home, When I get home, I'll sing the wondrous story, When I get home; When I get home, when I get home, I'll sing the wondrous story when I get home.

All darkness will be ended, When I get home, But light and love have blended, When I get home. I'll never know a sorrow, When comes that glorious morrow, But joyful songs forever, When I get home.

When I get home, When I get home, I'll sing the wondrous story, When I get home; When I get home, when I get home, I'll sing the wondrous story when I get home.

There'll be no time for weeping, When I get home, But be a blessed reaping, When I get home. For Jesus there will bless me, And lovingly caress me, And nothing will distress me, When I get home.

When I get home, When I get home, I'll sing the wondrous story, When I get home; When I get home, when I get home, I'll sing the wondrous story when I get home.