Richmond enquirer. [volume] (Richmond, Va.) 1815-1867, 1853-02-18

pTbcre is 8 magic ia thai little word
ujsu mystc circle that SURROUNDS.
Comforts and Writ ues never known beyond
The hallowrd hlniis" Souihey
There Is magic in that little word
In that sweet little word which we call holne
On how il nrsltes, like weary bird,
In the warm heart, and not wing hath st'rfa'
Since first il termed the purpose not TO roam
All, YES feel The magic of i,s power,
Pass in an instant through my very sool,
IL sweeDs a chord that brings me, every houi,
some though, OF my dear Home hid ike mower
Beneath the trees and shrubs on yohoe' A"o"
1, was a swe.. and quie, place OF Ioss
Fird like a cssket with The choicest gems
Wife children, friends, ann Gu "eieo'ie sue0''
All these were there tnd all were greatly best
With health more precious sllli than oladens
But the DESTROYER came, and they we,o sent,
Slowly and sinsly, to the silent tnmb
The old white mansion, where we all had spent
So many days and years Of calm content,
Was covered with pail OF deepest gloom
| stood a mas, when behold the SPOT
Which once contained oil that loved on earth;
Such perfect waste, such sencc-name II no!
Such with'ring thoughts such mem rcs were my io''
That my poor bleeding heart forsook It's hearth!
on who would chdc me, If the fact were known,
That had sought dungeon or cave
And yet, how vain 10 hide me or TO roam
The world hath no such place for me as nome,
And may be- never shall, but In Inc grave
But still, | have q home! not here nor there,
Amidst the haun,s and marts Of busy cIo~ds
But yonder in the high cnd distant alF
Away from mortal Ken, away from care;
Ny future home ia reared above the clouds.
ii is holy place-a grand and gorgeous home
palace built by God himself OF old;
The gates are pearls, each gate one pearl alone,
The walls around, are vciy precious stone,
The streets eold-yea, oil The clty's gold
No moon is there, no eve, no long, tark night
But day. day, day tcams ever on It's way;
An tho no SUM- no moon, no stars give light
To TINT far Home, so fair and wondrous bright,
"The Lamb is Light" His glory makes the day
Der that bright, blessed Home, no cloud shall ay,
No GLOOM no change, no ruin can l. know;
Therc-not as now will loved ones drOop aud die
There-Dot as now. will frients be doomed 10 dry
The bitter tears that FROM the heart.Siream5 now.
There we shall see, and see each o'her plain,
Just az we were in time, or days oil yore;
There we shall greet each other yet ugain,
And have no sickness, death or woe or PAIN
To mar the joy tina; We shall part no more.
There we shall live-and never, never know
Hunger thirst, cold, nor nakedness;
There shall put on garments white as sEo~:
There drink OF living waters all uglow,
And eat Of fruits, that cheer te's endlessness
There we shall serve, and never feel decay.
In lie ur limb, mind or memory;
There shalt dwell, in bodies, not OF clay,
Nor yet in houses made 10 waste away,
But in immortal FORMS immortal be-
There we shall rest and resting always gaze,
On things eternal, full of grace and love:
There we shall form one band OF Priests TO raise
With golden har2s one glorious song OF praise,
To HIM who fills the throne, with God above.
Oh clap your hands, ye saints, at this one thought
That there Is such home, for thee and me;
Where We may meet a, last, when we have fought
The fight the victory won, and there Is nuught
But 10 rejoice and sing eternsily
Richmond, February ID, 1853. w. NJ.