1 For thee, O dear country, Mine eyes their vigils keep; For very love beholding Thy holy name, they weep. 2 O one, O only mansion! O Paradise of joy! Where tears are ever banish’d And smiles have no alloy; 3 With jasper glow thy burwarks, Thy streets with emeralds blaze; The sardius and the topaz Unite in thee their rays; 4 The cross is all thy splendor, The Crucified thy praise; His laud and benediction Thy ransom’d saints shall raise; 5 O sweet and blessed country, The home of God’s elect! O sweet and blessed country That eager hearts expect!