When there's nothing left but the fire in my chest and the air that fills my lungs I'll hold my tears and trade my years for a glimpse at kingdom come On the other side of misery, there's a world we long to see The strife we share will take us there, to relief and sovereignty Oh, by God, we'll have our home again By God, we'll have our home By blood or sweat, we'll get there yet By God, we'll have our home In our own towns, we're foreigners now, our names are spat and cursed The headlines smack of another attack, not the last and not the worst Oh, my fathers they look down on me, I wonder what they feel To see their noble sons driven down beneath a coward's heel Oh, by God we'll have our home again By God, we'll have our home By blood or sweat, we'll get there yet By God, we'll have our home The road is dark, the way is lost, my eyes, they strain to see I struggle forth to find a friend to light the way for me Oh, brothers, can you hear my voice or am I all alone? If there's no fire to guide my way, then I will start my own Oh, by God we'll have our home again By God, we'll have our home By blood or sweat, we'll get there yet By God, we'll have our home Oh, by God we'll have our home again By God, we'll have our home By blood or sweat, we'll get there yet By God, we'll have our home