Paradise of Joy.For thee, O dear, dear country, Mine eyes their vigils keep; For very love, beholding Thy happy name, they weep. The mention of thy glory Is unction to the breast, And medicine in sickness, And love, and life, and rest. 2 Oh, sweet and blessed country, The home of God's elect! Oh, sweet and blessed country, That eager hearts expect! Jesus, in mercy bring us To that dear land of rest; Who art, with God the Father, And Spirit, ever blest. Bernard of Cluny, 1145. J.M. Neale, tr., 1751.
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