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[My dearest, lovely, native land]

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The following poem is scored for music in the source text.

My dearest, lovely, native land,
Where peace and pleasure grow,
Where joy, with fairest softest hand,
Wipes off the tear of woe;
Thy Sabbath's laws, and happy shores,
And names I love them well,
And looking o'er those richest stores,
How can I say farewell?