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!

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