Text: | The Call of the Homeland |
Author: | Annie L. Pinfold |
Tune: | [Afar seems the Homeland and faint comes its call] |
Composer: | C. Harold Lowden |
1 Afar seems the Homeland and faint comes its call
When over the pilgrim the wild surges roll;
Yet visions of glory oft shine over all
And whisper of hope to the storm-beaten soul.
Chorus:
After our night of sorrow
Cometh Eternity’s morrow;
After the turmoil of sin and strife,
Peace and the bliss of immortal life.
Ever the day draws nearer,
Ever the promise grows dearer;
After the shadows of earth are past
We’ll reach the dear Homeland at last.
2 Strange echoes float ‘round us amid the wild gale,
The strains of an anthem that rings wild and high;
And ever the joy-notes with rapture we hail,
The song of the ransomed we’ll swell by and by. [Chorus]
3 We rest in the hollow of God’s mighty hand;
Secure in His love we have nothing to fear;
For tempest and sunshine obey His command,
His voice in the darkness will bring us good cheer. [Chorus]
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First Line: | Afar seems the Homeland and faint comes its call |
Title: | The Call of the Homeland |
Author: | Annie L. Pinfold |
Refrain First Line: | After our night of sorrow |
Language: | English |
Publication Date: | 1914 |
Tune Information | |
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Name: | [Afar seems the Homeland and faint comes its call] |
Composer: | C. Harold Lowden |
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MIDI file: | MIDI |