Almost Home | AdventAI

The Seventh-day Adventist Publishing Association · Battle Creek, Mich. · May 1, 1866

Almost Home.

We'RE almost home, we're almost home, hark! hear the joyful cry; The weary pilgrim lifts his head, and hails redemption nigh: Oh glorious, soul-reviving sound, we soon shall see our King! More swiftly fly, ye tardy hours, that welcome moment bring.

We've long been wandering here below, cast out for Jesus' sake, And through the dark night we have watched and longed for morn to break; And now the cry, "Behold! he comes; your journey's end is near," Sounds sweet as ever sound of "home" fell on the traveler's ear.

O! wayworn pilgrim, dry thy tears; look up, rejoice, and sing; What though the world despise thy name? thy Father is a King; And soon upon his dazzling throne thou shalt with him sit down, And walk the streets of Paradise, and wear a glittering crown.

Art thou a mourner? dost thou weep that much- loved ones are borne To rest beneath the valley clods? Christian, no longer mourn; A few days more and you shall meet, no more to say "Farewell," But in the everlasting home in sweet re-union dwell.

O! home-bound sailor, courage take; what though the clouds be dark, And angry billows dash around, to sink our little bark; What though the tempest fiercer grows; with joyful hope we'll stand, For well we know we're near the coast; our ship's almost to land.

O! watcher, thou hast waited long; turn not away thine eyes, For, lo, the Day Star brightly beams, the Sun will soon arise; With joyful hearts we'll watch and look, and pray, "Lord Jesus come," And take thy waiting church away to her eternal home.