Like none e'er heard before,
Come floating softly earthward
As through heaven's open door :
It seems like angel voices,
In strains of joy and love,
That swell the mighty chorus
Around the throne above.
O sweet, unearthly music,
Heard from a land afar —
The song of Heaven and Homeland,
Through doors God leaves ajar !
2 Now soft, and low, and restful,
It floods my soul with peace,
As if God's benediction
Bade all earth's troubles cease.
Then grander than the voices
Of wind, and wave, and sea —
It fills the dome of heaven
With glorious harmony.
3 This music haunts me ever,
Like something heard in dreams —
It seems to catch the cadence
Of heavenly winds and streams.
My heart is filled with rapture,
To think, some day to come,
I'll sing it with the angels —
The song of heaven and home.