1. Are we almost there? are we almost there? Says the wea-ry saint, as he sighs for home;

ALMOST THERE.

2 Then he talks of the flowers, the unsullied stream 15
That flows through the paradise of God;
And he longs to wake from life's troubled dream,
To walk those golden streets abroad.

Are those the verdant trees that rear Their state ly forms 'mid heav'ns bright dome?

3 He is weary and sick of this world's rude strife,
And pants for a holy, peaceful clime;
To glow with the vigor of endless life,
And be compassed no more by the bounds of
time.

4 His eye is fixed on the world to come;

He walks by faith through this vale of care, And oft inquires, as he draws near home,

With anxious heart, "Are we almost there?"

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2 My soul is enkindled with rapture and love,
I fain would ascend to my Jesus above;
But nay, I must follow in his humble track,
And prove my obedience by not drawing back.

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They bid him look at the charms of earth,
At the boasted trophies man doth rear;
To enter the giddy halls of mirth;-
But ah! how vain do they all appear!
For he's had an earnest of those joys
Which the righteous alone can ever share;
He turns with contempt from these earthly toys,
And fervently asks," Are we almost there?"

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7 He is waiting to hear the trumpet sound,
And to meet the Saviour in the air;
The day-star dawns; soon with joyous bound
He can say indeed, "We are almost there."
Anon.

THE PROMISE.

Jesus, my all, to heaven is gone; Jesus says he will be with us

13 Then on let us press; for Jesus is near;
And strengthen each other with words of good
cheer;

With zeal ever buoyant and courage ne'er slack,
Let's be true to our King and never draw back.
Anon.

ARRANGED.

to the end;)

to the end.

For he has been with us, and he still is with us, And he's promised to be with us to the end.

"I will sing of thy power; yea, I will sing aloud of thy mercy."-Ps. 59: 16. "In whom we have redemption through his blood, the forgiveness of sins, according to the riches of his grace."-Eph. 1:7.

F. E. B.

F. E. BELDEN.

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1. I will sing (I will sing) of Jesus' love, Sing of him (sing of him) who first loved me; 2. Ere a tear (ere a tear) had dimmed mine eyes, Je-sus' tears (Je-sus' tears) for me did flow; 3. O the depths (0 the depths) of love divine! Earth or heav'n (earth or heav'n) can nev-er know 4. Nothing good (nothing good) for him I've done; How could he (how could he) such love bestow?

I will sing (I will sing) of Je-sus' love, Endless praise (endless praise) my heart shall give;

Copyrighted 1886 by F. E. Belden.

He has died (he has died) that I might live, I will sing his love to me.