Yes, my native land, I love thee, All thy scenes I love them well; Friends, connections, happy country; Can I bid you all farewell? Can I leave you, Far in heathen lands to dwell? Home! thy joys are passing lovely; Joys no stranger tongue can tell! Happy home! 'tis sure I love thee! Can I, can I say farewell? Can I leave thee, Far in heathen lands to dwell? Scenes of sacred peace and pleasure, Holy days and Sabbath bell, Richest, brightest, sweetest treasure! Can I say at last farewell? Can I leave you, Far in heathen lands to dwell? Yes, I hasten from you gladly, From the scenes I loved so well! Far away, ye billows bear me; Lovely, native land farewell! Pleased I leave thee, Far in heathen lands to dwell!