Solitary though I seem,
Hope’s bright visions glow before me,
While of heavenly joys I dream.
Nearer, dearer than a brother,
Is my kind Almighty Friend;
Surely then, I need no other,
While he will my steps attend.
“I GO TO PREPARE A PLACE FOR YOU.”
My Savior! is my place prepared,
And for my welcome hast thou cared,