Rejoice, My Children, Rejoice

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