Scripture Verse

…to an inheritance incorruptible, and undefiled, and that fadeth not away, reserved in Heaven for you. 1 Peter 1:4

Introduction

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-and-shoul­ders, at least 200×300 pix­els), would you ?

portrait
Edmund S. Lorenz
(1854–1942)

Lyrics

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