" For ever with the Lord ! " Amen, so let it be ; Life from the dead is in that word, 'Tis immortality. Here in the body pent, Absent from Him I roam, Yet nightly pitch my moving tent, A day's march nearer home.
Nearer home, nearer home, A day's march nearer home.
2. My Father's house on high, Home of my soul ; how near At times to faith's foreseeing eye Thy golden gates appear ! Ah, then my spirit faints To reach the land I love ; The bright inheritance of saints, Jerusalem above.
3. Yet clouds will intervene, And all my prospect flies ; Like Noah's dove, I flit between Rough seas and stormy skies. Anon the clouds depart, The winds and waters cease ; While sweetly o'er my gladdened heart Expands the bow of peace,
4. I hear at morn and even, At noon and midnight hourâ The choral harmonies of heaven Earth's Babel-tongues o'erpower â That resurrection word, That shout of victory, Once more: "For ever with the Lord ! Amen, so let it be ! "