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My own dear land,
where’er my footsteps wander,
Ever to thee my heart
still turns again;
To thee my love grows
ever fonder, fonder,
Till in its might it is akin to pain.
Ever to thee I’m bound
in love and duty;
No dearer land to me in all the earth;
By all sweet ties of home
and love and beauty,
To thee I cleave,
dear land that gave me birth.
Yet I look on,
beyond earth’s habitation,
To where a home
of rarer vision gleams,
Fairer than earth’s
most wonderful creation
Bathed in the light of Heav’n’s
own morning beams.
There we shall meet,
from every clime and nation,
There we shall meet
in answer to the call,
There we shall meet
in joyous consecration,
Sons of one Father,
brothers one and all.
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LYRICS
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Meter:
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11 10 11 10 11 10 11 12
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1908,1927
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LIST OF LYRIC SOURCES
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Hymn/Song Book
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Year
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LONDONDERRY AIR
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Meter:
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11 10 11 10 11 10 11 12
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c. 17 cent
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LIST OF MUSIC SOURCES
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Hymn/Song Book
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| # 83 | C | | # 205 | C | | # 1433 | C | | # 238 | C | | # 183 | D | | # 809 | D | | # 547 | Db | | # 87 | G |
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