The Land Breeze

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1 Out upon life's restless ocean,
Far away from friends and home,
Wearied with our vain endeavors,
How we long for rest to come.

It is coming, coming coming,
Land of glory, bright and fair;
Yes tis coming, coming, coming,
Heav'nly breezes fill the air.

2 Naught to glad our anxious watchings,
Stormy billows, ocean's roar,
Faint of heart, almost despairing,
E'er to reach the quiet shore. [Refrain]

3 Yes, 'tis coming! faint not brother,
Do not let your faith grow dim,
Tis the Land Breeze from the gardens
Of our God, give praise to Him! [Refrain]

4 Soon we'll reach the peaceful haven,
All our weary wand'rings o'er,
Raise aloft the song of triumph!
See! the shore, the Heav'nly shore! [Refrain]

Source: Joyful Songs: a choice collection of new Sunday School music #106

Author: James R. Murray

L.P.M. (1905, April 12). Obituary. New Church Messenger, p.209. Murray.--At Cincinnati, March 10, 1905, James Ramsey Murray. Funeral services in the Church of the New Jersualem, March 13th. James R. Murray was widely known in the musical world as the author of many songs and song books, and in the New Church in Chicago and Cincinnati as an affectionate, intelligent, and loyal New Churchman. He was born in Andover (Ballard Vale), Mass., March 17, 1841. In early life he developed musical talent, and composed many minor pieces for local and special occasions. Later at North Reading, Mass., he attended Dr. George F. Root's School of Music, and was associated with William Bradbury and Dr. Lowell Mason. He enlisted in the Fourteenth Regi… Go to person page >

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First Line: Out upon life's restless ocean
Title: The Land Breeze
Author: James R. Murray
Language: English
Refrain First Line: It is coming, coming, coming
Copyright: Public Domain


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