117. Blessed Home-Land

1 Gliding o'er life's fitful waters,
Heavy surges sometimes roll;
And we sigh for yonder haven,
For the Home-land of the soul.

Blessed Home-land, ever fair!
Sin can never enter there;
But the soul, to life awaking,
Everlasting bloom shall wear.

2 To our Father, and our Saviour,
To the Spirit, Three in One,
We shall sing glad songs of triumph
When our harvest work is done. [Refrain]

3 'Tis the weary pilgrim's Home-land,
Where each throbbing pain shall cease,
And our longings and our triumph
When our harvest work is done. [Refrain]

Text Information
First Line: Guiding o'er life's fitful waters
Title: Blessed Home-Land
Author: Grace J. Frances
Publication Date: 1884
Refrain First Line: Blessed Homeland, ever fair!
Tune Information
Name: [Guiding o'er life's fitful waters]
Composer: Hubert P. Main
Key: F Major

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