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Safe home, safe home in port!
Rent cordage, shattered deck,
Torn sails, provisions short,
And only not a wreck;
But oh! the joy upon the shore
To tell our voyage—perils o’er!
The prize, the prize secure!
The athlete nearly fell;
Bare all he could endure,
And bare not always well;
But he may smile at troubles gone
Who sets the victor-garland on.
No more the foe can harm;
No more of leaguered camp,
And cry of night alarm,
And need of ready lamp;
And yet how nearly he had failed—
How nearly had that foe prevailed!
The lamb is in the fold,
In perfect safety penned;
The lion once had hold,
And thought to make an end;
But One came by with wounded side,
And for the sheep the Shepherd died.
The exile is at home!
O nights and days of tears,
O longings not to roam,
O sins and doubts and fears;
What matters now grief’s darkest day?
The King has wiped those tears away
O happy, happy Bride!
Thy widowed hours are past,
The Bridegroom at thy side,
Thou all His own at last!
The sorrows Of thy former cup
In full fruition swallowed up!
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LYRICS
Meter:
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6 6 6 6 8 8
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Writer(s):
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Trans/Adapted:
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Dates:
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1862
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Bible Refs:
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Is 40:2;
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LIST OF LYRIC SOURCES
Hymn/Song Book
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Year
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Song #
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| 1922 | # 609 | | 1954 | # 977 | | 1869 | # 259 | | 1908 | # 609 | | 1917 | # 753 |
MUSIC
Name:
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SAFE HOME
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Meter:
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6 6 6 6 8 8
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Writer(s):
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Dates:
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LIST OF MUSIC SOURCES
Hymn/Song Book
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Song #
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Key
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| # 977 | C |
echo ' | ';
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