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Show NEARER HOME One sweetly solemn thought Comes to mo o'er and o'er; I'm nearer my home ttoday Than I over have been before; Nearer my Father's house, Where the many mansions be; Nearer the great white throne; Nearor the crystal sea; Nearer the bound of life, Where we lay our burdens down; Nearer the crown. I Oh, if ray mortal feet Have almost gained tho brink; If It be I am nearer home Even today than I think; Father, perfect ray trust; Let my spirit feel in death That her feet are frmly set On the rock of a living faith! Phoebe Cary. nn . |