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The Home Lights

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Review and Herald Publishing Association · Takoma Park Station, Washington, D. C. · Mar 6, 1913

FromReview and Herald, Vol. 90, No. 10.

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The Home Lights

By Edith Casebeer

EDITH CASEBEER
O BEAUTIFUL, beautiful home lights That shine at the end of my way, How oft do ye give me new courage, After a wearisome day, Gleaming bright through the mist and the darkness, Throwing light on my path through the storm! And the way that I take seems less dreary, For I know I shall reach them erelong.
I know over there in the home lights, My Father is waiting for me; And often when crossing rough places, I hear his dear voice calling me: “I love thee, my child, do not falter, ’Tis the narrow path leads unto home.” And so I press on toward the home lights, Knowing well I shall reach them erelong.