102 Missionary's Adieu
My dearest, lovely, native land, Where peace and pleasure grow, Where joy with fairest, softest hand, Wipes off the tear of woe; Thy Sabbath's laws and happy shores, And names I love them well, And looking o'er those richest stores, How can I say “Farewell”? My dearest, lovely, native land, Where peace and pleasure grow, Where joy with fairest, softest hand, Wipes off the tear of woe; Thy Sabbath's laws and happy shores, And names I love them well, And looking o'er those richest stores, How can I say “Farewell”? |