GOING HOME

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Publishing Committee · Battle Creek, Mich. · Jul 2, 1857

FromReview and Herald, Vol. 10, No. 9.

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GOING HOME.

The warrior's heart beats wild and high, He cheers his gallant band, And joy beams forth from every eye To hear the glad command. The sound of home doth sweetly fall, Each heart is light as air; And merrily they heed the call To greet the loved ones there.
"We're going home!" the sailor cries; "Spread every inch of sail; Right swiftly now our vessel flies, Nor fears the coming gale. All hardy men and rough are we, And far away we roam; But never on the stormy sea Forget the joys of home."
Whence comes the brilliant flame that plays Around the pilgrim's eye, And with it is bright and sparkling rays Tells of some refuge nigh? Though he hath wandered long and far In this dark world of tears, He finds at last love's guiding star, The home of early years.
Where shall the faithful Christian turn, When low and weak his frame; When soon for aye shall cease to burn Life's dim, uncertain flame? Bright aspirations now will come, His dying stay to prove, And softly whisper—going home— Home to thy rest above —Sel.