We know there's a bright and a glorious home,
Away in the heavens high,
Where all the redeemed shall with Jesus dwell:
But will you be there, and I?
Will you be there, and I? 
Will you be there, and I?
Where all the redeemed shall with Jesus dwell;
But will you be there, and I?

In robes of white, o'er the street of gold,
Beneath a cloudless sky,
They'll walk in the light of their Father's smile;
But will you be there, and I?
Will you be there, and I? 
Will you be there, and I?
They'll walk in the light of their Father's smile;
But will you be there, and I?

From every kingdom of earth they come
To join the triumphal cry,
Singing, "Worthy the Lamb that once was slain";
But will you be there, and I?
Will you be there, and I? 
Will you be there, and I?
Singing, "Worthy the Lamb that once was slain";
But will you be there, and I?

If you take the loving Saviour now,
Who for sinners once did die,
When He gathers His own in that bright home,
Then you'll be there, and I.
Then you'll be there, and I; 
Then you'll be there, and I;
When He gathers His own in that bright home,
Then you'll be there, and I.

If we are sheltered by the cross,
And through the blood brought nigh,
Our utmost gain we'll count but loss,
Since you'll be there, and I.
Since you'll be there, and I; 
Since you'll be there, and I;
Our utmost gain we'll count but loss,
Since you'll be there, and I.