1 Afar seems the Homeland and faint comes its call
When over the pilgrim the wild surges roll;
Yet visions of glory oft shine over all
And whisper of hope to the storm-beaten soul.

Chorus:
After our night of sorrow
Cometh Eternity’s morrow;
After the turmoil of sin and strife,
Peace and the bliss of immortal life.
Ever the day draws nearer,
Ever the promise grows dearer;
After the shadows of earth are past
We’ll reach the dear Homeland at last.

2 Strange echoes float ‘round us amid the wild gale,
The strains of an anthem that rings wild and high;
And ever the joy-notes with rapture we hail,
The song of the ransomed we’ll swell by and by. [Chorus]

3 We rest in the hollow of God’s mighty hand;
Secure in His love we have nothing to fear;
For tempest and sunshine obey His command,
His voice in the darkness will bring us good cheer. [Chorus]