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Henry Francis Lyte

Far from my heavenly home

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1 Far from my heavenly home,
Far from my Father’s breast,
Fainting I cry, Blest Spirit, come,
And speed me to my rest.

2 My spirit homeward turns,
And fain would thither flee:
My heart, O Sion, droops and yearns,
When I remember thee.

3 To thee, to thee I press,
A dark and toilsome road:
When shall I pass the wilderness,
And reach the saints’ abode?

4 God of my life, be near;
On Thee my hopes I cast:
O guide me through the desert here,
And bring me home at last.


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      Far from my heavenly home

      1 Far from my heavenly home,
      Far from my Father’s breast,
      Fainting I cry, Blest Spirit, come,
      And speed me to my rest.

      2 My spirit homeward turns,
      And fain would thither flee:
      My heart, O Sion, droops and yearns,
      When I remember thee.

      3 To thee, to thee I press,
      A dark and toilsome road:
      When shall I pass the wilderness,
      And reach the saints’ abode?

      4 God of my life, be near;
      On Thee my hopes I cast:
      O guide me through the desert here,
      And bring me home at last.