Of this earth-land I am wea­ry,
One of God’s great pil­grim band;
Oft in pathways worn and wea­ry,
Seeking for my dear home land.

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Yet by one glad pro­mise giv­en,
I am wait­ing day by day
For that sweet some­time of Heav­en,
When the years have rolled away!

In my wak­ing or my sleep­ing,
I am dream­ing o’er and o’er
Of the joys in God’s own keep­ing,
Of the hap­pi­ness in store.

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Tho’ my dear­est hopes may per­ish,
Tho’ my eyes are dim with tears,
This by faith my heart will cher­ish
Thro’ the pass­ing of the years.

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Homesick heart, be not re­pin­ing,
Be thou pa­tient here a while;
Thou shalt see God’s wel­come shin­ing
Just be­yond the last long mile.

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