In loving memory of my uncle, Don Hoover, who went Home to Jesus Saturday, August 5.
The Lights of Home
O the friends that now 
		are waiting,
		In the cloudless realms of day,
Who are calling me to follow
		
		Where their steps have led the way;
They have laid aside their armor,
		
		And their earthly course is run;
They have kept the faith with patience
		
		And their crown of life is won.
		Refrain:
		They are calling, gently calling,
Sweetly calling me to come,
		
		And I’m looking through the shadows
For the blessed lights of Home.
		
		They have laid aside 
		their armor
		For the robe of spotless white;
And with Jesus they are walking
		
		Where the river sparkles bright.
We have labored here together,
		
		We have labored side by side,
Just a little while before me
		They have crossed the rolling tide.
		
		On those dear familiar 
		faces
		There will be no trace of care;
Every sigh was hushed forever
		
		At the palace gate so fair.
I shall see them, I shall know them,
		
		I shall hear their song of love,
And we’ll all sing hallelujah
		
		In our Father’s house above.
		Fanny J. Crosby
2 Timothy 4:7-8 I have fought a good fight, I have finished my course, I have kept the faith: Henceforth there is laid up for me a crown of righteousness, which the Lord, the righteous judge, shall give me at that day: and not to me only, but unto all them also that love his appearing.John 14:1-3 Let not your heart be troubled: ye believe in God, believe also in me. In my Father's house are many mansions: if it were not so, I would have told you. I go to prepare a place for you. And if I go and prepare a place for you, I will come again, and receive you unto myself; that where I am, there ye may be also.

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