Holy Home (1867)
Holy Home
by Laura Bridgman
Heaven is holy home.
Holy home is from ever
lasting to everlasting.
Holy home is summery.
Holy home shall endure
forever.
But earthly home shall
perish.
To pass a dark home to
ward a light home above.
Hard it is for us to
appreciate the beauty
of holy home because
of blindness of our
minds.
By the finger of god
my eyes & my ears
shall be opened.
The string of my
tongue will be loosed.
With sweeter joy in
holy home I shall
see & speak & hear.
What rapturous joy
I shall hear Angels
sing & play on instruments.
In holy home music
is sweeter than honey
& finer than fine gold.
How glorious holy
home is & still more
than a sunbeam.
When I die I shall
behold the radiance
of Heaven’s blest mansions
God will make me
happy when I die.
Jesus Christ has
gone to prepare a
place for those who
love him.
My hope is for that
sinners might turn
themselves from the
power of darkness
to light divine.