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The Home Where Changes Never Come
Verse 1
The home where changes never come,
Nor pain nor sorrow, toil nor care;
Yes! 'tis a bright and blessed home;
Who would not fain he resting there?
Nor pain nor sorrow, toil nor care;
Yes! 'tis a bright and blessed home;
Who would not fain he resting there?
Refrain
O wait! meekly wait, and murmur not,
O wait! meekly wait, and murmur not;
O wait! 0 wait! O wait! and murmur not.
O wait! meekly wait, and murmur not;
O wait! 0 wait! O wait! and murmur not.
Verse 2
Yet when bowed down beneath the load
By Heaven allowed, thine earthly lot;
Thou yearnest to reach that blest abode,
Wait, meekly wait, and murmur not.
By Heaven allowed, thine earthly lot;
Thou yearnest to reach that blest abode,
Wait, meekly wait, and murmur not.
Verse 3
If in thy path some thorns are found,
O, think who bore them on His brow;
If grief thy sorrowing heart has found,
It reached a holier than thou.
O, think who bore them on His brow;
If grief thy sorrowing heart has found,
It reached a holier than thou.
Verse 4
Toil on, nor deem, though sore it be,
One sigh unheard, one prayer forgot;
The day of rest will dawn for thee!
Wait, meekly wait, and murmur not.
One sigh unheard, one prayer forgot;
The day of rest will dawn for thee!
Wait, meekly wait, and murmur not.
Fanny Crosby's hymn reflects on the eternal home that awaits believers in heaven.