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The Seventh-day Adventist Publishing Association · Battle Creek, Mich. · Oct 13, 1863

FromReview and Herald, Vol. 22, No. 20.

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Nearer Home.

"HEAVEN is my fatherland, Heaven is my home." O'er the hill the sun is setting, And the eve is drawing on; Slowly droops the gentle twilight, For another day is gone; Gone for aye—its race is over, Soon the darker shades will come; Still 'tis sweet to know at even, We are one day nearer home.
"One day nearer," sings the mariner, As he glides the waters o'er, While the light is softly dying On his distant native shore. Thus the Christian on life's ocean, As his light-boat cuts the foam, In the evening cries with rapture, "I am one day nearer home!"
Worn and weary, oft the pilgrim Hails the setting of the sun; For his goal is one day nearer, And his journey nearly done. Thus we feel, when o'er life's desert, Heart and sandal sore we roam; As the twilight gathers o'er us, We are one day nearer home.
Nearer home! Yes, one day nearer To our Father's house on high— To the green fields and the fountains Of the land beyond the sky; For the heavens grow brighter o'er us, And the lamps hang in the dome, And our tents are pitched still closer, For we're one day nearer home.