Then parents, sisters, brothers, come, Come away! We long to reach our Father's Home, Come away! Oh come, the time is gliding past, And men and things are fleeting fast, Our turn will surely come at lastCome away! Amen. light, My Home is there! my Home...... is there !...... ABOVE the waves of earthly strife, Above the ills and cares of life, My beautiful Home, my beautiful Home, In the land where the glorified ever shall roam; Where living fountains sweetly flow, Away from sorrow, doubt, and pain, Beyond the bright and pearly gates, Amen. Amen. |