HYMN 21. 11s

1 The pleasures of earth I have seen fade away,
They bloom for a season, but soon they decay.
But pleasures more lasting in Jesus are given,
Salvation on earth and a mansion in heaven.
Home, home, sweet, sweet home,
The saints in those mansions are
ever at home.MIM 30.1

2 Allure me no longer, ye false glowing charms;
The Savior invites me, I’ll go to his arms.
At the banquet of mercy I hear there is room, O there may I feast with his children at home!
Home, home, sweet, sweet home-
O Jesus, conduct me to heaven, my home.MIM 30.2

3 Farewell, vain amusements, my follies, adieu,
While Jesus, and heaven, and glory I view;
I feast on the pleasures that flow from his throne,
The foretaste of heaven, sweet heaven, my home.
Home, home, sweet, sweet home,
O when shall I share the fruition of home!MIM 31.1

4 The days of my exile are passing away,
The time is approaching when Jesus will say,
“Well done, faithful servant, sit down on my throne,
And dwell in my presence, forever at home.”
Home, home, sweet, sweet home,
O there I shall rest with, the Savior at home.MIM 31.2

5 Affliction and sorrow and death shall be o’er,
The saints shall unite to be parted no more;
Their loud hallelujahs fill heaven’s high dome,
They dwell with the Savior, forever at home.
Home, home, sweet, sweet home,
They dwell with the Savior, forever at home.MIM 32.1