| Song | Blessed Homeland Ever Fair |
| Album | Top Songs About Heaven |
| Genre | Contemporary Christian Music |
| Writer | Fanny Crosby |
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| Tags | Blessed Homeland Ever Fair |
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Gliding Over Life’s Fitful Waters,
Heavy Surges Sometimes Roll;
And We Sigh For Yonder Haven,
For The Homeland Of The Soul.
Blessed Homeland, Ever Fair!
Sin Can Never Enter There;
But The Soul, To Life Awaking,
Everlasting Bloom Shall Wear.
Oft We Catch A Faint Reflection,
Of Its Bright And Vernal Hills;
And, Though Distant, How We Hail It!
How Each Heart With Rapture Thrills!
To Our Father, And Our Savior,
To The Spirit, Three In One,
We Shall Sing Glad Songs Of Triumph
When Our Harvest Work Is Done.
‘Tis The Weary Pilgrim’s Homeland,
Where Each Throbbing Care Shall Cease,
And Our Longings And Our Yearnings,
Like A Wave, Be Hushed To Peace.
