There is a place that awaits us, one day we’ll ascend,
a place overwhelming, where all suffering is gone.
It is a home for us all; to all who have faith,
where the Lord will proclaim, our job was well done.
There is a place that awaits us, so glorious and serene,
where we worship our Savior, with His angels we sing.
Family awaits us with open arms, and with smiles,
our four-legged loved ones once again by our sides.
The world we will leave has lost sight of His grace,
those left behind will aimlessly wander, without hope to embrace.
The Shepherd has sought them, though they still cannot see,
that we who have sought Him will forever live free.
There is a place that awaits us, to His words we do hold,
that our Savior has promised us all crowns of gold.
There are mansions in Heaven, His promise so pure,
so close your eyes, sleep peaceful, tonight rest assured.
For tomorrow may come angels, their wings made of gold,
lifting up those who are faithful, and taking them home.