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dim.

win - dows of my soul I throw Wide o - pen to the sun.

the pale as - ter in  the brook Shall see its im - age given.

whereso - e&rsquo;er my feet  have  swerv&rsquo;d, His chastening turned me back;&mdash;

all the win - dows of my heart I o - pen to the day. 

 NEARER HOME.

Phoebe Cary. Solemnly.

1. One sweetly sol - emn  thought  Comes

2. Nearer my  Fa -  ther&rsquo;s  house,  Where the

3. Nearer the bound  of  life,  Where  we

4. But lying darkly  be - tween,  Wind-ing

to me  o&rsquo;er  and  o&rsquo;er;  I am  nearer  home  to -

ma - ny man - sions  be;   Nearer the great white

lay our  bur - dens  down. Nearer leaving the

down through the  night,  Is  the  silent,  unknown

day Than  I  ever have  be - fore.

throne,      Nearer the  crystal  sea;

cross,   Nearer  gaining the   crown!

stream, That   lends at   last to the  light.