Home At Last Lyrics
1 Hark the song of holy rapture,
Hear it break from yonder strand,
Where our friends for us are waiting,
In the golden summer land;
They have reach’d the port of glory,
O’er the Jordan they have passed,
And with millions they are shouting,
Home at last, home at last:
And with millions they are shouting,
Home at last, home at last.
2 Oh, the long and sweet reunion,
Where the bells of time shall cease,
Oh, the greeting, endless greeting,
On the vernal heights of peace;
Where the hoping and desponding
Of the weary heart are past,
And we enter life eternal,–
Home at last, home at last:
And we enter life eternal,–
Home at last, home at last.
3 Look beyond, the skies are clearing;
See, the mist dissolves away;
Soon our eyes will catch the dawning
Of a bright, celestial day;
Soon the shadows will be lifted
That around us now are cast,
And rejoicing we shall gather
Home at last, home at last:
And rejoicing we shall gather
Home at last, home at last.
Home At Last Hymn Story
Home At Last is a hymn that was composed by the famous blind American hymn writer, Fanny Crosby.
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