Our Happy Home by Mrs. M. C. Sellers

Pacific Press Publishing Association · Mountain View, California · Oct 28, 1913

FromSigns of the Times, Vol. 40, No. 42.

Our Happy Home

By Mrs. M. C. Sellers

By Mrs. M. C. Sellers

Where sins are all pardoned, blotted out, and forgiven, No more separations, no more heart-strings riven; Reunited again with the friends we love dear, No more solemn partings — no, never a fear; As free as the birds in their innocent play, As happy, as songful, as fearless as they; No more feeble forms bowing low o’er the staff; No sad, solemn faces which nevermore laugh; No funeral trains, with their slow, solemn tread, Bearing loved ones away to the home of the dead; No widows arrayed in their robes of despair; No little ones robbed of a fond parent’s care; No long, weary waitings, and watchings in vain, For loved ones who go, but return not again. The trail of the serpent is nevermore seen. ’Tis the home of the pure, and a universe clean. The long, weary marches and warfare are done; The battle is fought, the victory won.