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O Land Of Our King

Author: N. F. S. Grundtvig Hymnal: Hymnal for Church and Home #246 (1927) Meter: 5.11.11.11.11.5 First Line: O land of our King! Lyrics: 1 O land of our King! Where harvest embraces the flowery spring, Where all things worth having forever remain, Where nothing we miss but our sorrow and pain, All mankind is longing to find and explore Thy beautiful shore. 2 How blessed the land! Where time is not measured by tears or with sand, Where fades not the flower, the bird never dies, Where joys are not bubbles that break as they rise, Where life does not crown us with white for the gloom Of death and the tomb. 3 How blessed to be Where death has no sting, where from sin we are free, Where all that decayed in new glory shall bloom, Where all that was ruined shall rise from the tomb, Where love grows in light as a summer day fair With flower-crowned hair. 4 My spirit receives Thro' Christ what the world neither knows nor believes, This while we are here, we but dimly can know, Tho' feeling within us its heavenly glow. The Lord saith: On earth as in heaven above My kingdom is love. Topics: Comfort and Hope Languages: English Tune Title: [O land of our King]
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O Land Of Our King

Author: N. F. S. Grundtvig Hymnal: Hymnal for Church and Home (2nd ed.) #246 (1928) Meter: 5.11.11.11.11.5 First Line: O land of our King! Lyrics: 1 O land of our King! Where harvest embraces the flowery spring, Where all things worth having forever remain, Where nothing we miss but our sorrow and pain, All mankind is longing to find and explore Thy beautiful shore. 2 How blessed the land, Where time is not measured by tears or with sand, Where fades not the flower, the bird never dies, Where joys are not bubbles that break as they rise, Where life does not crown us with white for the gloom Of death and the tomb! 3 How blessed to be Where death has no sting, where from sin we are free, Where all that decayed in new glory shall bloom, Where all that was ruined shall rise from the tomb, Where love grows in light as a summer day fair With flower-crowned hair. 4 My spirit receives Through Christ what the world neither knows nor believes, This, while we are here, we but dimly can know, Though feeling within us its heavenly glow. The Lord saith: On earth as in heaven above My kingdom is love. Topics: Comfort and Hope Languages: English Tune Title: [O land of our King]
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O Land Of Our King!

Author: S. D. Rodholm; N. F. S. Grundtvig Hymnal: American Lutheran Hymnal #302 (1930) Meter: 5.11.11.11.11.5 Lyrics: 1 O land of our King! Where harvest embraces the flowery spring, Where all things worth having forever remain, Where nothing we miss but our sorrow and pain; All mankind is longing to find and explore Thy beautiful shore. 2 How blessed the land! Where time is not measured by tears or with sand, Where fades not the flower, the bird never dies, Where joys are not bubbles that break as they rise; Where life does not crown us with white for the gloom Of death and the tomb. 3 How blessed to be Where death has no sting, where from sin we are free, Where all that decayed in new glory shall bloom, Where all that was ruined shall rise from the tomb, Where love grows in light as a summer day fair With flower-crowned hair. 4 My spirit receives Thro' Christ what the world neither knows nor believes; This while we are here, we but dimly can know, Though feeling within us its heavenly glow. The Lord saith: On earth as in heaven above My kingdom is love. Topics: The Christian Life Heaven Languages: English Tune Title: KING'S LAND
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O Land Of Our King

Author: Nikolai F. S. Grundtvig; Søren D. Rodholm, 1877-1951 Hymnal: The Cyber Hymnal #16475 Meter: 5.11.11.11.11.5 First Line: O land of our king! Lyrics: 1 O land of our king! Where harv­est em­brac­es the flow­ery spring, Where all things worth hav­ing for­ev­er remain, Where no­thing we miss but our sor­row and pain; All man­kind is long­ing to find and ex­plore Thy beau­ti­ful shore. 2 How bless­èd the land! Where time is not mea­sured by tears or with sand, Where fades not the flow­er, the bird ne­ver dies, Where joys are not bub­bles that break as they rise; Where life does not crown us with white for the gloom Of death and the tomb. 3 How bless­èd to be Where death has no sting, where from sin we are free, Where all that de­cayed in new glo­ry shall bloom, Where all that was ru­ined shall rise from the tomb, Where love grows in light as a su­mmer day fair With flow­er-crowned hair. 4 My spir­it re­ceives Thro’ Christ what the world nei­ther knows nor be­lieves; This while we are here, we but dim­ly can know, Though feel­ing with­in us its heav­en­ly glow. The Lord sa­ith: On earth as in Hea­ven ab­ove My king­dom is love. Languages: English Tune Title: KING'S LAND

O land of our King!

Author: Nicolai F. S. Grundtvig; S. D. Rodholm Hymnal: The Concordia Hymnal #345 (1933) Languages: English Tune Title: O LAND OF OUR KING

O land of our King

Author: Soren Damsgaard Rodholm; Nikolai F. S. Grundtvig Hymnal: The Concordia Hymnal. Rev. #d272 (1960)

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