614. For Thee, O Dear, Dear Country

1 For thee, O dear, dear country,
Mine eyes their vigils keep;
For very love, beholding
Thy happy name, they weep.
The mention of thy glory
Is unction to the breast,
And medicine in sickness
And love and life and rest.

2 O one, O only mansion,
O Paradise of joy,
Where tears are ever banished
And smiles have no alloy!
The Lamb is all thy splendor,
The Crucified thy praise;
His laud and benediction
Thy ransomed people raise.

3 With jasper glow thy bulwarks,
Thy streets with em'ralds blaze;
The sardius and the topaz
Unite in thee their rays;
Thine ageless walls are bonded
With amethyst unpriced;
The saints build up thy fabric,
And the corner-stone is Christ.

4 Thou hast no shore, fair ocean;
Thou hast no time, bright day,
Dear fountain of refreshment
To pilgrims far away!
Upon the Rock of Ages
They raise thy holy tower;
Thine is the victor's laurel,
And Thine the golden dower.

5 O sweet and blessed country,
The home of God's elect!
O sweet and blessed country,
That eager hearts expect!
Jesus, in mercy bring us
To that dear land of rest,
Who art, with God the Father
And Spirit, ever blest.


Text Information
First Line: For thee, O dear, dear country
Title: For Thee, O Dear, Dear Country
Latin Title: O bona patria
Translator: John M. Neale (1849)
Author: Bernard of Morlas (c. 1140, cento)
Language: English
Publication Date: 1941
Topic: The Last Things: Life Everlasting
Tune Information
Key: Dâ™­ Major
Source: "Sacred Hymns and Tunes," Bristol, 1876

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