No gloom - y night is known there, But

aye

the fade- less morn: No sin ful thing nor e vil, Can ev . er en ter there; Where nei - ther death nor

sor row In - vade their ho ly home:

There is no pain in the Home-land To which I'm draw-ing near.
And when I think of the Home-land, My eyes are wet with tears
Christ bring us all to the Home-land Of His ter - nal love.

e

A-men.

1. Safe home, safe home in port! Rent cord-age, shattered deck, Torn sails, pro2. The prize, the prize se - cure! The ath - lete near - ly fell, Bare all be

more the foe can harm; No more the leaguered camp, And cry of 4. The lambis in the fold, In per - fect safe - ty penned;The li

3. No

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DISCIPLE 8.7.8.7.4.7.4.1.

John E. Gilas, 1837

1. Thou hast said, ex - alt - ed Je - sus, "Take thy cross and fol - low me,” 2. While this liq - uid tomb sur - vey-ing,

Em-blem of my Sav-iour's grave, 3. Blest the sign which thus re- minds me, Sav-iour, of Thy love for me,

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HAPPY DAY L. M. With Refrain

He taught me how to watch and pray, And live re - joic - ing ev - 'ry day;

A-men.

Hap-py day, hap-py day, When Jesus wasb'd my sins a

- way!