When there's nothing left,
but the fire in my chest,
And the air that fills my lungs.

I'll hold my tears and trade my years,
for a glimpse at kingdom come.
On the other side of misery there's a world we long to see.
The strife we share will get us there,
to relief and sovereignty.

[chorus]
Oh, by God we'll have our home again,
by God we'll have our home.

By blood or sweat,
we'll get there yet,
by God we'll have our home.
[chorus ends]

In our own towns we're foreigners now,
our names are spat and cursed.
The headlines smack of another attack,
not the last and not the worst.

Oh, my fathers they look down on me,
I wonder what they feel
too see their noble sons driven down,
beneath a coward's heel.

[chorus]
Oh, by God we'll have our home again,
by God we'll have our home.

By blood or sweat,
we'll get there yet,
by God we'll have our home.
[chorus ends]

The road is dark,
the way is lost,
my eyes, they strain to see.

I struggle forth to find a friend to light the way for me.
Oh, brothers can you here my voice or am I all alone?

If there's no fire to light my way,
then I will start my own.

[chorus]
Oh, by God we'll have our home again,
by God we'll have our home.

By blood or sweat,
we'll get there yet,
by God we'll have our home.

Oh, by God we'll have our home again,
by God we'll have our home.

By blood or sweat,
we'll get there yet,
by God we'll have our home.
[chorus ends]