Hymnal: Fillmore's Harp of Zion
Date: 1867
Compiler: A D Fillmore
Publisher/Printer: R W Carroll & Co
First Line: O where can the soul find relief from its foes
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Writer: <no first name given> <no last name given>
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Meter: 11s and 5
Tune: Tennessee
Hymn Number: <no hymn number given>
Page Number: 311, click to see hymnal pages
LyicsO, where can the soul find relief from its foes?
A shelter of safety, a home of repose?
Can earth's highest summit, or deepest hid vale,
Give a refuge, nor sorrow, nor sin can assail?
No, no, there's no home! no, no, there's no home!
There's no home on earth, the soul has no home!
Shall it leave the low earth, and soar to the sky,
And seek for a home in the mansions on high?
In the bright realms of bliss will a dwelling be given,
And the soul find a home in the glory of heaven?
Yes, yes, there's a home! yes, yes, there's a home!
A home in high heaven--the soul has a home.
O, holy and sweet its rest shall be there!
Free forever from sin and from sorrow and care;
And the loud hallelujahs of angels shall rise,
To welcome the soul to its home in the skies!
Home, home of the soul! home, home of the soul!
The bosom of God is the home of the soul!