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Review and Herald Publishing Association · Takoma Park Station, Washington, D. C. · Feb 20, 1913

FromReview and Herald, Vol. 90, No. 8.

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Almost Home

By Arthur W. Spaulding

ARTHUR W. SPAULDING
I’m almost home at last,     Almost home, Driving before the blast,     The sheeted foam, The wrack and roar of waves Eager to open graves. Yea, but each comber laves     The shores of home!
Almost home at last,     Almost home! Dark is the weltering past I chose to roam: Wrecks of the gifts of life, Prizes—the scars of strife. Yea, but the winds are rife     With sounds of home!
For I’m almost home at last,     Almost home! The signs are clustering fast     Amid the gloom. I see the twinkling lights, The star-illumined heights; I sense the dear delights     Of welcome home!
Home, blest home, Where night and storm and scar Fade in the stillness of a life afar!     Home, dear home, I’m almost home!
Sanitarium, Cal.