Tuesday, April 14, 2020

For Thee, O Dear, Dear Country - #614 - John Mason Neale Translation

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"For Thee, O Dear, Dear Country"
by Bernard of Morlas, 12th century
Translated by John M. Neale, 1818-1866

1. For thee, O dear, dear country,
Mine eyes their vigils keep;
For very love, beholding
Thy happy name, they weep.
The mention of thy glory
Is unction to the breast
And medicine in sickness
And love and life and rest.

2. O one, O only mansion,
O Paradise of joy,
Where tears are ever banished
And smiles have no alloy!
The Lamb is all thy splendor,
The Crucified thy praise;
His laud and benediction
Thy ransomed people raise.

3. With jasper glow thy bulwarks,
Thy streets with em'ralds blaze;
The sardius and the topaz
Unite in thee their rays;
Thine ageless walls are bonded
With amethyst unpriced;
The saints build up thy fabric,
The cornerstone is Christ.

4. Thou hast no shore, fair ocean;
Thou hast no time, bright day,
Dear fountain of refreshment
To pilgrims far away!
Upon the Rock of Ages
They raise thy holy tower;
Thine is the victor's laurel
And thine the golden dower.

5. O sweet and blessed country,
The home of God's elect!
O sweet and blessed country
That eager hearts expect!
Jesus, in mercy bring us
To that dear land of rest,
Who art, with God the Father
And Spirit, ever blest.

Hymn #614
The Lutheran Hymnal
Text: Hebrews 11:16
Author: Bernard of Morlas, c. 1140, cento
Translated by: John M. Neale, 1849
Titled: "O bona patria"
Tune: "Bona patria"
1st Published in: Sacred Hymns and Tunes
Town: Bristol, 1876

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