1 Tho’ softly life’s zephyrs, so gentle, so strong,
May bear me in sunshine and comfort along;
Tho’ all of my cares be as light as the foam,
The tho’ts of my heart ev’ry day are of home.
Refrain:
My tho’ts are of home, of the beautiful home,
The restful, the peaceful, the ever bright home;
It lures me so sweetly wherever I roam,
This image of beauty, my heavenly home.
2 The shadows that sometimes descend on me here
Make yonder land, bright and unclouded, more dear;
The gentle winds whisper, around and above,
Of Jesus, my friend, and the home that I love. [Refrain]
3 Strive not with soft music, like bells in the air,
To lure me away from the tho’ts of my pray’r;
The vision grows sweeter, dear homeland, of thee,
And friends who are waiting in glory for me. [Refrain]
Source: Consecrated Hymns #125