ALMOST HOME by J. M. Hopkins

Seventh-day Adventist Publishing Association · Battle Creek, Mich. · Tuesday, December 2, 1884

FromThe Advent Review and Sabbath Herald, Advent Review and Sabbath Herald, Vol. 61, No. 48

ALMOST HOME.

By J. M. Hopkins

BY J. M. HOPKINS.

(TUNE.—“Watchman.”)

Almost home! So sings the sailor, Parted long from friends most dear; Wearied with the storms of ocean, Longing for domestic cheer. Almost home! the lonely traveler Marks each well-remembered spot, Each new hope and joy inspiring, As he nears his peaceful cot.

Thus the Christian on life's ocean, As he nears the haven fair, Shouts in happy exultation, “Almost home! I'll soon be there.” Almost home! the message sounding To the nations loud and clear, Each new day with strength increasing, Now proclaims deliverance near.

Almost home! O weary pilgrim, Raise the head and lift the eye; Just upon the mountain yonder, We the City now descry. Almost home! the light and glory From those heavenly ramparts shine, Bright those walls of pearl and jasper, Built by workmanship divine.

Almost home! Those gates will open To receive the pure and blest; Almost home! the Saviour calls you, “Come, ye weary ones, and rest.” Almost home! There with our Jesus, Leaning on his gentle breast, Joyous in his smile of welcome, Each will be an honored guest.

Almost home! There joys immortal, Wait for thee at God's right hand. Pains, and sighs, and tears, and partings, Ne'er invade that blissful land. Almost home! Oh joy transporting! Soon we'll meet our Father, God. Soon we'll meet the loved and lost ones, Sleeping now beneath the sod.

Almost home! Oh glad reunion In our Father's house above! Cherished friends by death here parted, There will dwell for aye in love. Almost home! Then do not linger, O'er the fading joys of earth; Onward press, thy home is nearing— Mansions of eternal worth.