Heaven Is My Home

[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

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