Indexes for The Sacred Harp, 1991 Edition

’Mid scenes of confusion and creature complaints,
How sweet to my soul is communion with saints;
To find at the banquet of mercy there’s room,
And feel in the presence of Jesus at home.

Chorus:

Home, home, sweet, sweet, home;
Prepare me, dear Savior, for glory, my home.

Sweet bonds that unite all the children of peace,
And thrice precious Jesus, whose love cannot cease;
Though oft from Thy presence in sadness I roam,
And feel in the presence of Jesus at home.

(Chorus)

I sigh from this body of sin to be free,
Which hinders my joy and communion with Thee;
Though now my temptations like billows may foam,
All, all will be peace when I’m with Thee at home.

(Chorus)