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1. All hail, ye hosts of * bright, I come to join your symphony, For.

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My sufferings and my toils are o'er, And now I've reach'd the peace - ful shore, chorus. o

And floods of light be - gin to roll, And burst upon my ravish'd soul. O

Now I behold my Priest and King, Thro' boundless fields of endless light,

With grateful admiration, My mind is left to ponder,
His ways, his works, his name I'll sing I sail through seas of glory bright,

In flaming adoration— O glorious seas of wonder
His everlasting glories shine, The holy saints his love proclaim,
Diffusing light and joy divine, Angelic notes in highest strains,
While all upon that happy shore, And loud hosannas to his name,
Shall reign with him forevermore. Are ringing o'er the blissful plains.

O sound his praise, ye heavenly choir, O sound his praise, ye heavenly choir, His glories set the soul on fire His glories set the soul on fire.

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Though shining in beauty, must soon disappear;
A moment they glitter, then fade to the eye, -
Like meteors of night that dash over the sky.
Home, home, sweet, sweet home !
There's nothing that fades in the home of the soul 1

Though pleasure's rich cluster may temptingly glow,
In the frost of the grave no flowers shall grow;
And homes that we loved, deserted become,
And fond ones we cherish, shall sleep in the tomb.
Home, home, sweet, sweet home !
No parting is known in the home of the soul |

Then give me a home far away in the skies, |
Where hope never withers, where love never dies:
The home of the Christian, where pilgrims are blest, -
And th' exiles of earth shall be ever at rest. |
Home 1 home ! sweet, sweet home!
The bosom of God is THE Home of The soul | |

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e | mortals are glancing; the wan - der - ing pilgrim is journeying home. A

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joice in the Lord, for his glo-ry is come! The sun-beams of truth upon

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Exult, for the day-star from heaven is shining;
The reign of delusion is over and gone;
Love, peace, joy and hope are their tendrils entwining,
And justice and mercy combining in one.
Awake, then, from sorrow—arise from despair,
The might has been long—but the morning is fair.

No more shall the wanderer, groping in error,
His vision beclouded in darkness and night,
View life in despair, and the future with terror,
The beams of salvation have burst on the sight !
Awake, then, from sorrow—arise from despair–
The night has been long—but the morning is fair.

Rejoice 1 for the earth is resuming her splendor,
The flowers of Eden are blooming anew ;
The tyrant of darkness his throne shall surrender,
And freedom revisit the Gentile and Jew.
Awake, then, from sorrow—arise from despair—
The night has been long—but the morning is fair. L. C. B.

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And when the hand of death shall come, So may they feel a heaven below,

The ties of earth to sever, May we, in our celestial home, Enjoy thy love forever.

With thee in pure communion, And be at last received to know The joys of endless union.

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