Difference between revisions of "Yes, My Native Land, I Love Thee"
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*[[Greenville]] (published with this tune in [[A Collection of Sacred Hymns for the Use of the Latter Day Saints, 1844]]) | *[[Greenville]] (published with this tune in [[A Collection of Sacred Hymns for the Use of the Latter Day Saints, 1844]]) | ||
− | *[[Missionary Hymn]] (published with this tune in [[Southern Harmony, 1835]]<ref>Publication Year: http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Southern_Harmony</ref) | + | *[[Missionary Hymn]] (published with this tune in [[Southern Harmony, 1835]]<ref>Publication Year: http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Southern_Harmony</ref>) |
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Revision as of 16:21, 2 July 2007
Contents
Sheet Music
- Tune from A Collection of Sacred Hymns for the Use of the Latter Day Saints, 1844
- MIDI
- LilyPond
- Copyright: Public Domain
- Contributer: Veramet
Tunes
- Greenville (published with this tune in A Collection of Sacred Hymns for the Use of the Latter Day Saints, 1844)
- Missionary Hymn (published with this tune in Southern Harmony, 1835[1])
Lyrics
- Poet: Samuel F. Smith, 1832[2]
Lyrics from A Collection of Sacred Hymns for the Use of the Latter Day Saints, 1844
1. Yes, my native land, I love thee,
All thy scenes I love them well,
Friends, connexions happy country!
Can I bid you all farewell!
Can I leave thee, can I leave thee -
Far in distant lands to dwell?
2. Home! thy joys are passing lovely;
Joys no strangerheart can tell!
Happy home! 'tis sure I love thee!
Can I - can I say, farewell?
Can I leave thee, can I leave thee -
Far in distant lands to dwell?
3. Holy scenes of joy and gladness,
Ev'ry fond emotion swell,
Can I banish heartfelt sadness
While I bid my home farewell?
Can I leave thee, can I leave thee -
Far in distant lands to dwell?
4. Yes! I hasten from you gladly,
From the scenes I love so well!
Far away, ye billows, bear me:
Lovely, native land, farewell!
Pleased I leave thee, pleased I leave thee -
Far in distant lands to dwell.
5. In the deserts let me labor,
On the mountains let me tell,
How he died - the blessed Savior -
To redeem a world from hell!
Let me hasten, let me hasten -
Far in distant lands to dwell.
6. Bear me on, thou restless ocean;
Let the winds my canvass swell;
Heaves my heart with warm emotion,
While I go tar hence to dwell,
Glad I bid thee, glad I bid thee -
Native land, Farewell, Farewell.