Pilgrim Song

Pilgrim Song
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Over the ocean wave,
See where they come:
Storm cloud and wintry wird,
Welcome them home;
Yet whe where the sounding gale
Howls to the sea, There their song peals along, Deep toned and free

Chorus-
Pilgrims and wanderers,
Hither we come,
Where the free chose to be-
This is our home

England hath sunny dales,
Dearly they bloom:
Scotia hath heather hills,
Sweet their perfume;
Yet through the wilderness,
Cheerfully we stray:
Native land, native land,
Home far away

Dim grew the forest path,
Onward they trod:
True beat their noble hearts,
Trusting in God
Gray men and blooming malds,
High rose their song
Hear it sweep clear and deep
Ever along

Not thelr’s the glory wreath,
Torn by the blast:
Heavenward their holy stops,
Heavenward they passed;
Green be their mossy graves,
Qura be their fame,
While their song peals along
Ever the same