Hymnal: Fillmore's Harp of Zion
Date: 1867
Compiler: A D Fillmore
Publisher/Printer: R W Carroll & Co
First Line: Haste trav'ler haste the night comes on
Topic: <no topic given>
Writer: <no first name given> <no last name given>
Composer:
Meter: LM with chorus
Tune: Parsons
Hymn Number: <no hymn number given>
Page Number: 303, click to see hymnal pages
LyicsHaste, trav'ler, haste! the night comes on,
And many a shining hour is gone;
The storm is gath'ring in the west,
And thou art far from home and rest.
Awake, awake! pursue thy way
With steady course, while yet 't is day;
While thou art sleeping on the ground,
Danger and darkness gather round.
There is a region lovelier far
Than sages tell, or poets sing
Brighter than summer's beauties are,
And softer than the tints of spring.
[Chorus] I'm going home, I'm going home,
I'm going home to die no more;
I'm going home, I'm going home,
I'm going home to die no more.