Verse 1:

A million old songs have been written about

That home where the soul never dies

And each time I hear one, my heart has to shout

And it lifts my ^spirit so high

There’s so many things uncertain below

And too often ^too much has gone wrong

But a song about Heaven again lets me know

This old world’s not the place I belong.

Chorus:

So sing one more song about Heaven

I still love that old fashioned sound

And tell me once more, ‘bout that beautiful shore

How I’ll trade the old ^cross for a crown

Yeh, and sing about loved ones waiting over there

And how someday I’m gonna join in that throng

Yeah, sing one more song about Heaven so fair

And remind me that it won’t be long.

Verse 2:

That old hymnbook holder on the back of the pew

^Now it’s empty and it has been for years

And those songs about Heaven are no longer used

And it’s breaking my ^heart into tears

The choir has bought some new robes

They thought they needed new songs

Now they’re reading the ^words off the wall

Lord, I’d give anything just to hear someone sing

“Heaven, is still worth it all”.

Chorus:

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Heaven will surely be worth it all

So remind me that it won’t be long.