…to an inheritance incorruptible, and undefiled, and that fadeth not away, reserved in Heaven for you.
1 Peter 1:4
Words: W. Gossett, in Gates of Praise, by Isaiah Baltzell & Edmund Lorenz (Dayton, Ohio: William J. Shuey, 1880).
Music: Edmund S. Lorenz (🔊 pdf nwc).
If you know Gossett’s full name, or where to get a good photo of him (head & shoulders, at least 200×300 pixels),
The evening shades are falling,
Our sun is sinking fast;
The Holy One is calling,
We’re going home at last.
Refrain
Going home at last!
Going home at last!
The march will soon be over;
We’re going home at last.
The road’s been long and dreary,
The toils came thick and fast;
In body weak and weary,
We’re going home at last.
Refrain
We now are nearing Heaven,
And soon shall be at rest;
Our crowns will soon be given,
We’re going home at last.
Refrain
Oh, praise the Lord forever!
Our sorrows are all past;
We’ll part no more, no never,
We are at home at last.
Refrain