We read of a place that's called heaven
It's made for the pure and the free
These truethen God's words he had given
How beautiful heaven must be
How beautiful heaven must be
Sweet home of the happy and free
There heaven of rest for the weary
How beautiful heaven must be
The angels so sweetly are singing
Up there by a beautiful sea
Sweet chords from their gold harps are ringing
How beautiful heaven must be
How beautiful heaven must be
Sweet home of the happy and free
There heaven of rest for the weary
How beautiful heaven must be
How beautiful heaven must be