Latter Day Saints' Messenger and Advocate/Volume 1/Number 12/Home

HOME.

How sweet is the mem'ry of all that we love,

The saints who have laid up their treasures above,

And have waited in faith for the Savior to come,

With a fulness of glory to crown them his own

At home, blessed home—

Where the weary can rest, and the wicked ne'er come:

How sweet is the prospect when saints shall be blest,

And Zion extend from the east to the west;

And heaven shall echo 'tis done, it is done!

And parents and children, united as one,

Praise God face to face,

As clear as the moon, and as fair as the sun.