Jesus my all, to heav’n is gone,
He, whom my hopes are fixed upon;
His track I see, and I’ll pursue,
The narrow way till Him I view.

Chorus:

I’m going home to die no more.

The way the holy prophets went,
The road that leads from banishment,
The King’s highway of holiness,
I’ll go, for all His paths are peace.

(Chorus)

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