1. The homeland! O the homeland! The land of the free born! There's no night in the homeland, But aye the fadeless morn; I'm sighing for the homeland, My heart is aching here; There is no pain in the homeland To which I'm drawing near There is no pain in the homeland To which I'm drawing near. 2. My Lord is in the homeland, With angels bright and fair; There's no sin in the homeland, And no tempation there; The music of the homeland Is ringing in my ears; And when I think of the hoeland My eyes are filled with tears; And when I think of the homeland My eyes are filled with tears 3. The dwellers in the homeland Are beckoning me to come, Where neither death nor sorrow Invades their holy home; O dear, dear native country! O rest and peace above!Christ bring us all to the homeland Of Thy redeeming love; Christ bring us all to the homeland Of Thy redeeming love.