Nearing Home by M. E. YERGIN

Review and Herald Publishing Association · Tacoma Park Station, Washington, D. C. · Sep 22, 1910

Nearing Home

By M. E. YERGIN

M. E. YERGIN

WE are nearing our home in the loveliest land On the shores of the song-filled day, Where angels and friends and the gem-strewn strand Through eternity reach away.

We are nearing the hour of our gathering home To the flower-lands where Jesus is King; Where the smiles of the Father in rainbows of light Make everywhere morning and spring.

We are nearing the shores where all language is love, Where the air wafts but gentle delight; Where the glorious verdure of heaven’s broad plains Blends into the flood-tides of light.

Rise up, O rise up, from the slumbers of earth! One day, and all sin-time is o’er! Join hands, earnest pilgrims,—one rush to the gates, And that triumph shall last evermore!

Chicago, Ill.