Sacred Songs and Solos Lyrics
Hymn No.982

First Line: I am far frae my hame,

I am far frae my hame,
An' I'm weary aftenwhiles,
For the langed-for hame-bringin',
An' my Father's welcome smiles;
An' I'll ne'er be fu' content
Until my een do see
The gowden gates o' heaven,
An' my ain countrie.
The earth is flecked wi' flooers,
Mony-tinted, fresh, and gay :
The birdies warble blithely,
For my Father made them sae :
But these sichts an' these soun's
Will as naething be to me,
When I hear the angels singin'
In my ain countrie.

2 I've His gude word o' promise,
That, some gladsome day, the King
To His ain royal palace
His banished name will bring :
Wi' een an' wi' hert
Rinnin' owre, we shall see
The King in His beauty,
In oor ain countrie.
My sins hae been mony,
An' my sorrows hae been sair,
But there they'll never vex me,
Nor be remembered mair ;
For His bluid hath made me white,
An' His nan' shall dry my e'e,
When He brings me hame at last
To my ain countrie.

3 Sae little noo I ken
O' yon blessed, bonnie place —
I only ken it's hame,
Whaur we shall see His face ;
It wad surely be eneuch
For evermair to be
I' the glory o' His presence
In oor ain countrie.
Like a bairn to its mither,
A wee birdie to its nest,
I wad fain be gangin' noo
Unto my Saviour's breast ;
For He gathers in His bosom
Witless, worthless lambs like me,
An carries them Himsel'
To His ain countrie.

4 He is faithfu' that hath promised,
An' He'll surely come again,
He'll keep His tryst wi' me —
At what hour I dinna ken ;
But He bids me still to wait,
An' ready aye to be
To gang at ony moment
To my ain countrie.
Sae I'm watchin' aye, an' singin'
O' my hame as I wait
For the soun'in' o' His futfa'
This side the gowden gate :
God gie His grace to ilka ane
Wha listens noo to me,
That we a' may gang in gladness
To oor ain countrie.