My Own Dear Land

My own dear land

wher­e’er my foot­steps wan­der

Ever to thee my heart still turns again;

To thee my love grows ev­er fond­er

fond­er

Till in its might it is akin to pain.

Ever to thee I’m bound in love and du­ty;

No dear­er land to me in all the earth;

By all sweet ties of home and love and beau­ty

To thee I cleave

dear land that gave me birth.

Yet I look on

be­yond earth’s ha­bi­ta­tion

To where a home of rar­er vi­sion gleams

Fairer than earth’s most won­der­ful cre­ation

Bathed in the light of Heav’n’s own morn­ing beams.

There we shall meet

from ev­ery clime and na­tion

There we shall meet in an­swer to the call

There we shall meet in joy­ous con­se­cra­tion

Sons of one Fa­ther

bro­thers one and all.