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 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.

My Lord is in the homeland, With angels bright and fair;
There's no sin in the homeland, And no temptation there;
The music of the homeland Is ringing in my ears;
And when I think of the homeland My eyes are filled with tears;
And when I think of the homeland My ears are filled with tears.

The dwellers in the homeland Are beckoning me to come,
Where neither death nor sorrow Invades their holy name;
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