

Prompt / Lyrics
[Verse 1] Dusty hymnbook on the table Mama hummin’ while she cooks Sunday shoes by the doorway Granddad’s Bible full of notes Every grace before the supper Every tear we ever cried All of it is just a whisper Of a better place in sight [Chorus] Heaven is my home I’m just passin’ through this land Got my name in that good book Held in nail-scarred hands When this old heart grows tired And my work down here is done I’ll go walkin’ with my Savior Heaven is my home [Verse 2] Hollow in the old church floorboards Where I knelt and learned to pray Choir singin’ “Blessed Assurance” Carried every doubt away Storms have taken roofs and fences Years have taken those I love But they’re singin’ in a city That I’m headed to above [Chorus] Heaven is my home I’m just passin’ through this land Got my name in that good book Held in nail-scarred hands When this old heart grows tired And my work down here is done I’ll go walkin’ with my Savior Heaven is my home
Tags
Warm classic Southern gospel feel with male vocals, piano-led band, gentle organ swells, and a small country-style choir on the choruses. Easy two-step groove with brushed kit and upright bass walking softly. Lead stays intimate on verses, then lifts into full-throated testimony on the hook, with simple call-and-response harmonies and a key change on the final chorus for a triumphant finish., classic, gospel
2:54
No
3/14/2026