When All Of God's Singers Get Home - Glen Campbell

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