There's only one thing that I long for when I reach my home on high: to see my Jesus in His glory and to reign with Him on high. I'll be so glad to see my mother, who has gone, gone on to that land. Oh, but I long to see my Jesus and by His side to stand. Chorus: Without a father, without a mother, I've had to make this journey by myself. Sometimes you're friendless. Heartaches seem endless. So many sorrows I have know. But I know my Lord will call me to the mansion in the sky. And I shall reign with Him forever in that sweet home by and by by and by. So many times, my heavy burdens have borne, borne me to my knees. But then I pray, "O blessed Jesus, won't you help me, if you please ?" And He would hasten to my rescue. I no longer have to cry. And so I'll keep my Savior with me on my journey. Journey to the sky. Well, well, well. Chorus