1 Kindred, and friends, and native land,
How shall we say farewell?
How, when our swelling sails expand,
How will our bosoms swell!
2 Yes, nature, all thy soft delights,
And tender ties we know;
But love, more strong than death, unites
To Him that bids us go.
3 Thus, when our ev'ry passion mov'd,
The gushing tear-drop starts;
The cause of Jesus more belov'd,
Shall glow within our hearts.
4 The sighs we breathe for precious souls,
Where He is yet unknown,
Might waft us to the distant poles,
Or to the burning zone.
5 With the warm wish our bosoms swell,
Our glowing pow'rs expand;
Farewell--then we can say,--Farewell,
Our friends, our native land!
Source: Hymns, Selected and Original: for public and private worship (1st ed.) #551
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