One sweetly solemn thought”     
      Comes to me o’er and o’er:
I’m nearer home to-day
      Than I ever have been before.

Nearer my Father’s house,
      Where the many mansions be;
Nearer the great white throne,
      Nearer the jasper sea;

Nearer the bound of life,
      Where we lay our burdens down;
Nearer leaving the cross,
      Nearer wearing the crown.

But lying darkly between,
      Winding down through the night,
Is the dim and unknown stream
      That leasds at last to the light.

Closer, closer my steps
      Come to the dark abysm,
Closer, death to my lips
      Presses the awful chrism.

Saviour, perfect my trust,
      Strengthen the might of my faith.
Let me feel as I would when I stand
      On the rock of the shore of death;

Feel as I would when my feet
      Are slipping over the brink;
For it may be I’m nearer home,
      Nearer now than I think.

-Taken from “The Changed Cross”

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