It may seem peculiar to believe in a land
Though we’ve not seen we still call it home
But our faith sees it clearly and our hearts are fixed
We rejoice in that blessed home
Rejoice (rejoice), my children, rejoice
For our name is recorded today
Be glad (be glad), exceedingly glad
For Heaven is ours to claim
To look at God’s children the world just might say
How foolish we are to believe
But they just don’t know we are heirs to a throne
And our name is on the deed