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<title>BLB Hymns</title>
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<h2>BLESSED HOMELAND</h2>
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<p align="center"><h3>“There remaineth a rest to the people of God.” Hebrews 4:9</h3></p>
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<center><b>Hymns Supplied Through the Gracious Generosity<br>of the </b><a href="http://www.hymntime.com/tch/" target = "_blank"><b>Cyber Hymnal Website</b></a><br><br><a href="./hymns/hymns_html/cyberhymnal_info.html" target = "_blank">Information about Cyber Hymnal Website</a></center>
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<td><img src="./hymns/hymns_img/img_c_r_crosby_fj_1872.jpg" alt="Fanny Crosby, 1872" width="131.333333333333" height="216.666666666667"></td>
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<td><em>Words:</em> <a href="./hymns/hymns_bio/bio_c_r_crosby_fj.html" target="_blank">Frances Jane (Fanny) Crosby</a>, in <em>Welcome Tidings</em> (New York: Biglow & Main, 1877).
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<p><em>Music:</em> <a href="./hymns/hymns_bio/bio_m_a_main_hp.html" target="_blank">Hubert Platt Main</a>, 1877 </p><p><table><tr><td><a href="./hymns/hymns_mid/mid_b_blessedh.mid" target = "_blank"><img border=0 src="./hymns/hymns_img/notes.gif"><br><b>Play MIDI</b></a></td><td> </td><td><a href="./hymns/hymns_html/score_info.html" target = "_blank"><b>Link to obtain<br>musical score info</b></a></td></tr></table></p>
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<p>Gliding o’er life’s fitful waters,<br>
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Heavy surges sometimes roll;<br>
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And we sigh for yonder haven,<br>
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For the homeland of the soul.</p>
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<p class="refrain">Refrain</p>
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<p class="refrain">Blessèd homeland, ever fair!<br>
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Sin can never enter there;<br>
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But the soul, to life awaking,<br>
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Everlasting bloom shall wear.</p>
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<p>Oft we catch a faint reflection,<br>
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Of its bright and vernal hills;<br>
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And, though distant, how we hail it!<br>
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How each heart with rapture thrills!</p>
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<p class="refrain">Refrain</p>
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<p>To our Father, and our Savior,<br>
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To the Spirit, Three in One,<br>
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We shall sing glad songs of triumph<br>
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When our harvest work is done.</p>
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<p class="refrain">Refrain</p>
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<p>’Tis the weary pilgrim’s homeland,<br>
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Where each throbbing care shall cease,<br>
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And our longings and our yearnings,<br>
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Like a wave, be hushed to peace.</p>
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