HOMEWARD BOUND

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The Seventh-day Adventist Publishing Association · Battle Creek, Mich. · Jun 9, 1868

FromReview and Herald, Vol. 31, No. 25.

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HOMEWARD BOUND.

On the ocean of Life we are sailing, Wild tempests are raging around; But Christ is our good ship propelling, To the haven of rest we are bound. We are all almost home, we are all almost home, To the land of the blest we are going, And we are almost home.
Our Father is waiting in Heaven For his wandering children to come; And angels are sent to assist us, And welcome us safe to our home. We are all almost home, we are all almost home, To the land of the blest we are going, And we are almost home.
Soft music from harps tuned by angels Floats back to us over the main, And our hearts beat with rapture unbounded As we list to the heavenly strain. We are all almost home, we are all almost home, To the land of the blest we are going, And we are almost home.
Christian, ne’er faint, nor grow weary, Soon the voyage of life will be o’er; In that land, the bright land of glory, We shall gather to wander no more. We are all almost home, we are all almost home, To the land of the blest we are going, And we are almost home.
EMILY L. CANRIGHT.