I never felt at home below

I never felt at Home - Below -

And in the Handsome Skies

I shall not feel at Home - I know -

I don't like Paradise -

Because it's Sunday - all the time -

And Recess - never comes -

And Eden'll be so lonesome

Bright Wednesday Afternoons -

If God could make a visit -

Or ever took a Nap -

So not to see us - but they say

Himself - a Telescope

Perennial beholds us -

Myself would run away

From Him - and Holy Ghost - and All -

But there's the "Judgement Day"!