Welcome Home

See, brethren, see, how the day rolls on,Quickly will the Savior come;Hark! hear the sound, he will appear,Sweetly falls upon the ear.

Lift up your hearts and rejoice in God,Shout his praises all abroad;Soon shall we hear the voice, 'tis done,Child, your Father calls come home.

Come, sinners, come, let us all awake!And the spirit's truths partake;Soon will appear, and oh! how bright,Prayer to praise and faith to sight.

Hark, brethren, hark! hear the sound so clear;Happy may you be this year—Now has commenced you plainly see,Eighteen hundred forty three.

Hail, brethren, hail! its the new-born year;Gabriel's trump we soon shall hear,Then will the saints and angels sing,Glory be to Heaven's King.