O Homeland! O Homeland! no lonely heart is there, No rush of blinding anguish, no slowly dropping tear: Now, like an infant crying its mother's face to see, O blessed, blessed Homeland, I stretch my arms to thee !
2. O Homeland! O Homeland! whose joy no tongue can tell, No sighing of the weary, no more the sad farewell ; But sound of children's voices, and shout of saintly song, Are heard thy happy highways and golden streets along.
3. O Homeland ! O Homeland ! the vail is very thin That stretches thy fair meadows and this cold world between : A breath aside may blow it, a heart- throb burst it through, And bring, in one glad moment, the pearly gates in view.
4. O Homeland ! O Homeland ! One â Chief of all thy band, One â altogether lovely, One â Lord of all the land, Now standeth at thy portals to wel- come there His Bride, And, resting on His bosom, I shall be satisfied.