Heaven is my Home

This song was the last song I did as an anthem at Greenlake in Seattle. I think we rocked it out a good bit more but I remember needing to sing about our call to loosen the grip on our lives. We just played it again last Sunday as part of Jason’s Hebrews series. He preached on the “longing for a better country”.

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Heaven is my Home (listen)

I leave the life I built, it all means nothing. Heaven is my home.
I clothe myself in Jesus’ servitude now. Heaven is my home.
The praise of men is worthless to me. Heaven is my home.
The love of God in Christ is poured out on me. Heaven is my home.
Heaven is my home. Heaven is my home. Heaven is my mine.

All of us were dead. Jesus shook us from our empty dreams,
Gave us faith to stand. Now we believe in what we’ve never seen,
We disown the world, for in glory we are citizens.
While the evening fades, we’ll watch the day begin.

The living breath of God is dwelling in me. Heaven is my home.
The Lord of Lords himself enthroned beside me. Heaven is my home.
I shall not want, for mine is Jesus. Heaven is my home.
All peace and rest and freedom; joy and wholeness.
Heaven is my home. Heaven is my home. Heaven is my home.
Heaven is mine.

Get the hungry food. The kingdom come.
Tell the world the truth. The kingdom come.
The alone, befriend. The kingdom come.
The oppressed defend. The kingdom come.
Let the slaves be freed. The kingdom come.
Stand beside the weak. The kingdom come.
Loose the chains of sin. The kingdom come.
Bring the strangers in! The kingdom come.
Under the failing night a living light has dawned.

All of us were dead. Jesus shook us from our empty dreams,
Gave us faith to stand. Now we believe in what we’ve never seen,
We disown the world, for in glory we are citizens.
While the evening fades, we’ll watch the day begin.

When I see Jesus come at last in glory. Heaven is my home.
And every knee is bowed and tongue is praising. Heaven is my home.
The veil pulled back and all is beauty. Heaven is my home.
Then at his call we run to him rejoicing! Heaven is my home.
Heaven is my home. Heaven is my home. Heaven is mine.

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