p. 206 | Home at Last

The Seventh-day Adventist Publishing Association · Battle Creek, Mich. · Nov 25, 1862

Home at Last.

We live as pilgrims and strangers below, We're homeward bound; Though often tempted, yet onward we go, We're homeward bound. Trials and crosses we cheerfully bear, Toils and temptations expecting to share, We hasten forward, content with the fare, We're homeward bound.

Earth, with its trifles, we all have resigned, We're homeward bound; Heaven with its glories we shortly shall find, We're homeward bound. Sinful amusements no longer are dear, O, how delusive and vain they appear, While to our home we are drawing so near, We're homeward bound.

We'll tell the world, as we journey along, We're homeward bound; Try to persuade them to enter our throng, We're homeward bound. Come, trembling sinner, forlorn and oppressed, Join in our number, O come and be blessed, Journey with us to the mansions of rest, We're homeward bound.

Soon we'll be singing, if faithful we prove, We're home at last! Sounding in triumph, in mansions above, We're home at last. Soon as our toils and temptations are o'er, Up to our home with the blessed we shall soar, O, how we'll shout as we enter the door, We're home at last.