Pilgrim 's Home.

THE pilgrim's path doth lead him on, To his dear home "beyond the tide;" He treads the path the Savior' s gone, For him there is no one beside.

Across the stream, just over there, Is the glad place where all are blest; 'Tis there where all the pilgrims are, Who long since have gone home to rest.

Arise, oh, sleeping man arise, Ere thy dim sun of life decline; Lay hold on life and be thou wise, So shalt thou too in glory shine.