White Cosmos with A little while, and then the summer Day and Oft in danger, oft in woe

A little while, and then the summer Day,
When I go Home;
‘Tis lonesome winter now, but ‘twill be May,
When I go Home;
Beyond the gloom of moor and fen I see
The welcome warm of those who wait for me,
When I go Home, when I go Home.

Work ceases not in sunshine or in show’r,
Till I go Home;
But in the stillness of the twilight hour,
I dream of Home;
And when the nightwind moans across the wold
I feel no dread of dark, or chill of cold-
I dream of Home, I dream of Home.

All will be well, and all be happiness,
When I go Home;
The wanderings all o’er, and loneliness,
When I go Home;
There will be light at eventide for me,
The light that never was on land or sea,
When I go Home, when I go Home.

I’ll meet the loved ones I have lost awhile,
When I go Home;
And, best of all, I’ll see my Savior smile,
When I go Home;
Oh, what a joy thro’ all eternity,
To sing the praise of Him who died for me,
When I go Home, when I go Home.

Jennie Ree

Oft in danger, oft in woe,
Onward, Christians, onward go;
Fight the fight, maintain the strife,
Strengthened with the Bread of Life.

Let your drooping hearts be glad;
March in heavenly armour clad;
Fight, nor think the battle long,
Soon shall victory tune your song.

Let not sorrow dim your eye,
Soon shall every tear be dry;
Let not fears your course impede,
Great your strength, if great your need.

Onward then to battle move,
More than conquerors ye shall prove;
Though opposed by many a foe,
Christian soldiers, onward go.

Henry Kirke White, 1806, alt., cento.