Wrapping up a work Tuesday–now Wednesday wee hours @ West Court; needed some ‘soul’ inspiration earlier and as I often do, I pulled out one of Dad’s vintage revival cassettes from the late 60’s; choir was singing this beloved hymn with a couple of repeats. It was one of his favorites and a little shoutin’ going on. Written over a century ago in 1916, my favorite chorus lyric line – ‘Cares all past, Home at last, ever to rejoice.’ Amen. And Amen. Rest well everyone. We’ll all be Home soon.
‘When in valleys low I look toward the mountain height,
And behold my Savior there, leading in the fight,
With a tender hand outstretched toward the valley low,
Guiding me, I can see, as I onward go.
Oh, I want to see Him, look upon His face,
There to sing forever of His saving grace;
On the streets of glory let me lift my voice,
Cares all past, home at last, ever to rejoice.’ – Rufus H. Cornelius – 1916