We’ve journeyed many a day
Upon an ocean wide
Amid the mist and spray
Of many a surging tide;
But
lo! the land is near!
For just beyond the foam
I see it bright and clear
The light of home
sweet home.
There’s a light upon the shore
brother
It flashes from the strand;
The night is almost o’er
The haven’s just at hand.
We’ve had our storms of doubt
Our rains of bitter tears
Our fightings fierce without
Within our anxious fears;
lo! the storms are past
They cannot reach us more;
We’ve sighted land at last
The blessèd stormless shore.
O land of calmest rest
Where suns no more go down!
O haven of the blest
With bliss and glory crowned!
No more the storm
the dark
The breakers and the foam
No more the wail
for hark!
We hear the songs of home.
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