| Song | Gliding O’er Life’s Fitful Waters |
| Album | Top Sacred Songs |
| Genre | Contemporary Christian Music |
| Writer(s) | Fanny Jane Crosby |
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| Tags | Gliding O’er Life’s Fitful Waters |
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Gliding O’er 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!
Blessed Homeland, Ever Fair!
Sin Can Never Enter There;
But The Soul, To Life Awaking,
Everlasting Bloom Shall Wear.
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.
Blessed Homeland, Ever Fair!
Sin Can Never Enter There;
But The Soul, To Life Awaking,
Everlasting Bloom Shall Wear.
‘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.
Blessed Homeland, Ever Fair!
Sin Can Never Enter There;
But The Soul, To Life Awaking,
Everlasting Bloom Shall Wear.
