And then, there's this one from
Great Inspirational Songs
Albert E. Brumley Co., Powell, Missouri

I'M GOING HOME
Writer: D. D. Hunter
Arr: W. McDonald

My heav'nly home is bright and fair
No pain, nor death can enter there
It's glitt'ring tow'rs the sun outshine
That heav'nly mansion shall be mine.

My Father's house is built on high
Far, far above the starry sky
When from this earthly prison free
That heav'nly mansion, shall be mine.

Let others seek a home below
Which flames devour, or waves o'er flow
Be mine a happier lot to own
A heav'nly mansion near the throne.

Then fail this earth, let stars decline
And sun and moon refuse to shine
All nature sing and cease to be
That heav'nly mansion stands for me.

CHORUS
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.