LYRICS
MUSIC
Sacred Songs & Solos: Revised and enlarg
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| 1. I am far frae my hame,
an’ I’m weary aftenwhiles,
For the langed for hame bringin’,
an’ my Father’s welcome smiles;
An’ I’ll ne’er be fu’ content,
until mine een do see
The gowden gates o’ Heav’n
an’ my ain countrie.
Refrain.
The earth is fleck’d wi’ flowers,
mony tinted, fresh an’ gay
The birdies warble blithely,
for my Faither made them sae:
But these sights an’ these soun’s
will as naething be to me,
When I hear the angels singin’
in my ain countrie.
2. I’ve His gude word o’ promise
that some gladsome day, the King
To His ain royal palace his
banished hame will bring;
Wi’een an’ wi’ hert rinnin’ owre,
we shall see
The King in His beauty,
in oor ain countrie.
Refrain.
The earth is fleck’d wi’ flowers,
mony tinted, fresh an’ gay
The birdies warble blithely,
for my Faither made them sae:
But these sights an’ these soun’s
will as naething be to me,
When I hear the angels singin’
in my ain countrie.
3. Sae little noo I ken, o’ yon
blessèd, bonnie place
I only ken it’s Hame,
whaur we shall see His face,
It wad surely be eneuch
for ever mair to be
In the glory o’ His presence,
in oor ain countrie.
Refrain.
The earth is fleck’d wi’ flowers,
mony tinted, fresh an’ gay
The birdies warble blithely,
for my Faither made them sae:
But these sights an’ these soun’s
will as naething be to me,
When I hear the angels singin’
in my ain countrie.
4. He is faithfu’ that hath promised,
an He’ll surely come again,
He’ll keep His tryst wi’ me,
at what oor I dinnna ken;
But He bids me still to wait,
an’ ready aye to be,
To gang at ony moment
to my ain countrie.
Refrain.
The earth is fleck’d wi’ flowers,
mony tinted, fresh an’ gay
The birdies warble blithely,
for my Faither made them sae:
But these sights an’ these soun’s
will as naething be to me,
When I hear the angels singin’
in my ain countrie.
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