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 splendour,
The Crucified thy praise;
His laud and benediction
Thy ransomed people raise.
3 With jasper glow thy bulwarks,
Thy streets with emeralds blaze;
The sardius and the topaz
Unite in thee their rays;
Thine ageless walls are bonded
With amethyst unpriced;
The saints build up its fabric,
And the corner-stone is Christ.
4 Thou has 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.
Amen.
Text Information | |
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First Line: | For thee, O dear, dear country |
Meter: | 7s. 6s. D. |
Language: | English |
Publication Date: | 1883 |
Topic: | Heaven |
Tune Information | |
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Name: | O BONA PATRIA |
Meter: | 7s. 6s. D. |
Key: | E♭ Major |