POETRY.

SWEET HOME.
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a..,;.n from God, and stranger to grace,

 vsuaered through earth, its gay pleasures to trace Tn ths pathway Of sin continued to roam, JJumindduI, alas! that it led me from home. Home, home, sweet home,

 O Saviouri direct me to heaven, my home. The pleasures of earth II have seen fade away, They bloom for season, but soon they decay; But pleasuressmOre lasting, in Jesus are given, Salvation on earth, and mansion iR heaven. Home, home, sweet home,

 The saints tn those mansions are ever at home. Allure me 10 longer, ye false glowing charms! The Saviour invites me, r II gO to his arms; At the banquet of mercy hear there is room, Q there may feast with his children at home! Home, home, sweet home,

 o Jesus, cOndaet me to heaven my home Farewell, vain amusements, my foes, adieu, While Jesus, and heaven, and gory view; I feast the pleasures that flow from his throne, The foretaste of heaven, sweet heaven, my home. Home, home, sweet home, o when shalt share the fruition of home I The days efmy exile are passing away, The time is approaching, when Jesus will say, Well doHe faithful servant, sit down my throne, And dwell in my presence, forever ., home Home, home, sweet home, Q there shall rest with the Saviour at home. Aflictiop, and sorrow, and death shall be o'er, The saints shall unte to be parted no more: Their loud hallelujahs fill heaven's high dome, They dwell with the Saviour, forever at home. Home, home, sweet home, They dwell with the SavioU1 forever at home.