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O Homeland! O Homeland!
No lonely heart is there,
No rush of blinding anguish,
No slowly dropping tear:
Now, like an infant crying
Its mother’s face to see,
|:O blessed, blessed Homeland,
I stretch my arms to thee!:|
O Homeland! O Homeland!
Whose joy no tongue can tell,
No sighing of the weary,
No more the sad farewell;
But sound of children’s voices,
And shout of saintly song,
|:Are heard thy happy highways
And golden streets along:|
O Homeland! O Homeland!
The veil is very thin
That stretches thy fair meadows
And this cold world between;
A breath aside may blow it,
A heart-throb burst it through,
|:And bring, in one glad moment,
The pearly gates in view:|
O Homeland! O Homeland!
One—Chief of all thy band.
One—altogether lovely,
One—Lord of all the land.
Now standeth at thy portals
To welcome there His bride;
|:And resting on His bosom,
I shall be satisfied.:|
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Rev 21:4;
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LIST OF LYRIC SOURCES
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O Homeland O Homeland
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LIST OF MUSIC SOURCES
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