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James Montgomery 17711884At Home in Heaven
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Amen, so let it be;
Life from the dead is in that word,
’T is immortality.
Absent from him I roam,
Yet nightly pitch my moving tent
A day’s march nearer home.
Home of my soul, how near
At times, to faith’s foreseeing eye,
Thy golden gates appear!
To reach the land I love,
The bright inheritance of saints,
Jerusalem above.
And all my prospect flies;
Like Noah’s dove, I flit between
Rough seas and stormy skies.
The winds and waters cease,
While sweetly o’er my gladden’d heart
Expands the bow of peace.
Along the hallow’d ground,
I see cherubic armies march,
A camp of fire around.
At noon and midnight hour,
The choral harmonies of heaven
Earth’s Babel-tongues o’erpower.
Remember’d or forgot,
The Lord, is never far from me,
Though I perceive him not.