With loving caresses they welcomed me home,
And bade me no longer in darkness to roam;
The great joy of that hour I never can tell,
When I with such friends was permitted to dwell.
Though now sunder’d far from that blessed abode,
I feel, that I’m still with the children of God.
Dear brethren, I love you in deed and in truth,
Yet my heart oft goes to the church of my youth.
Ah! well I remember their kindness to me,
In my memory now their kind deeds I can see;