Its glitt'ring towers the sun outshine;
That heavenly mansion shall be mine.
CHO.--I'm going home, I'm going home,
I'm going home to die no more,
To die no more, to die no more,
I'm going home to die no more.
2 My Father's house is built on high;
Far, far above the starry sky;
When from this earthly prison free,
That heavenly mansion mine shall be.