You will not be long in any big meeting or revival service before you will hear:
"Mother has a home, sweet home,
Mother has a home, sweet home,
Mother has a home, sweet home.
Lord, I want to join the angels; beautiful home."
This is varied. Now it is Brother, Father, Preacher, or Sister who has a home.
You may not know the tune or words, but it will not be long before you are singing with the rest, if you are a participator or worshiper, and not that horrid and heartless thing, a critical looker-on.
You know of the hand-shaking? If a sinner seeks to enter the Christian life, he comes, on invitation of the minister, to shake hands at the close of, or during, the service. And often service closes with an all-round-hand-shake. There is a song started, like "Say, Brother, will you meet me?" or some simple devotional hymn, and all rise and shake hands all around, singing or praying, or speaking gently one to another.
Ah! many a feud has sunk forever, many an unpleasantness has been forgotten, many a half-ripe quarrel has been strangled, and many a friendship has been strengthened and ripened in these services of emotion and love, those hand-shakings of the Mountaineers. The blessings of the peacemakers should be his who first introduced the service.
Among other invitation hymns I have heard, I remember vividly: