Eternal home, eternal home,
Thy beauty to earthly eyes unknown;
Where every tear is wiped away,
Where dwells no night but perfect day.
O blessed home for you and me,
Eternal home I long to see.
Eternal home, eternal home,
The King of Kings sits on His throne;
’Twas long prepared for the blest,
Eternal home of perfect rest.
Eternal home I long to see,
Among thy host I long to be.
Eternal home, eternal home,
No more we’ll weep, no more we’ll moan;
But peace and joy, love and light,
Where all is well, yea all is right.
Eternal home I long to see,
Among thy host I long to be.
[THE VALUE OF A WELL SPENT LIFE]
A well spent life is worth living,
It’s far better when it reaches its end;
Than a life that is spent in idleness,
And has tried no victories to win.
Each man for his own life is responsible,
It’s his duty to do all he can;
For the upbuilding of fallen humanity,
Of himself and his fellowman.
There are two paths laid out before us,
An evil one and a good;
They were laid when man was created,
By all men they are understood.
O we who have chosen the good path,
There is much work for us to do;
“Behold the harvest is plenteous,
But the laborers indeed are few.”
If idleness would be less practiced,
More business would circle around;
Then gossipers, thieves and criminals,
Would not so often be found.