"In my Father's house"

Are you afar from home, beloved one,Lost in a strange land, dark with night and storm,Mourning remembered hearthsides bright and warm,Yearning to know the fearsome journey done?

O loved of God, take heart. For one brief spacePray to awaken. See! A quickening gleamOf light floods all the pictures in the dream,Engulfs the shadows, leaving not a trace.

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