Words: Rev. W. F. Warren, before 1863; this song was sung on both sides dur­ing the Amer­i­can ci­vil war.

Music: C. S. Har­ring­ton (?).

If you know when this song was writ­ten, the au­thor or com­pos­er’s full name, or where to get pic­tures of them

Out on an ocean all boundless we ride,
We’re homeward bound, homeward bound;
Tossed on the waves of a rough, restless tide,
We’re homeward bound, homeward bound;
Far from the safe, quiet harbor we rode,
Seeking our Father’s celestial abode;
Promise of which on us each He bestowed:
We’re homeward bound, homeward bound.

Wildly the storm sweeps us on as it roars,
We’re homeward bound, homeward bound;
Look! yonder lie the bright heavenly shores:
We’re homeward bound, homeward bound;
Steady, O pilot! stand firm at the wheel;
Steady! we soon shall outweather the gale;
Oh, how we fly ’neath the loud creaking sail!
We’re homeward bound, homeward bound.

Into the harbor of Heav’n now we glide;
We’re home at last, home at last;
Softly we drift on its bright silver tide;
We’re home at last, home at last;
Glory to God! all our dangers are o’er;
We stand secure on the glorified shore;
Glory to God! we will shout evermore:
We’re home at last, home at last;