1 My Redeemer has gone to prepare (in the sky)
Blessed mansions of rest by and by (by and by);
Soon He’ll call me home to rest
With the ransomed and the blest,
For it all will be glory by and by (by and by).
How I long for that rest
In the home of the blest,
’Twill be sweet when we meet
Oh, it will be glory by and by.
2 I’ve no treasures to bind me below (here below)
In this land full of sorrow and woe (here below);
All my treasures are above
In that land of peace and love.
Soon I’ll go and shall rest forevermore (evermore). [Refrain]
3 I shall sing home at last by and by (by and by),
And my voice will be tuned to the lyre (heav’nly lyre);
Then my song shall ever be,
Home at rest beyond the sea,
It will all soon be glory by and by (by and by). [Refrain]