Come home - Tenney, John Harrison

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◈ Genre → Partsongs ♬ Voicing → SATB ¶ Language → English

Parts 4

Instruments A cappella

Pages 8

CPDL # 80868

Editor David Anderson

Posted 2024-06-07

License Personal

¶Lyrics / Text

Come home, come home from o’er the sea! We wait, we sigh, we pray for thee; In foreign climes no longer roam, Our hearts all cry, “Come home, come home!” For twice her sheaf hath autumn bound, The winter snow twice wrapped the ground, The spring hath bloomed, the summers shone In glorious robes since thou art gone. Again the summer’s evening breeze Comes murmuring through the rustling trees; Her moon beams bright on spire and dome, And our own roof: Come home! come home! To-night, when past the sunset hour, And dews fell soft on grass and flower, A wild bird came and furled her wing On thy lone bower, her hymn to sing. The earth was calm, the heavens were fair, While balmy incense filled the air; All nature seemed on bended knee, And to her God we kneeled for thee. We asked his angel guard to keep, Thy way across the rolling deep; Through billowy wilds, ’mid surge and foam, To hold thee safe: Come home! come home!