JOSEPH BARNBY 558 SANDRINGHAM IIS, IOS. 4 (J=86) O happy home, where Thou art loved the dear-est, Thou loving Friend, and Saviour of our race, And where a mid the guests there never 6 -e com - eth One who can old such high and honored place! A-men. 2 O happy home, where two in heart united 3 O happy home, whose little ones are given Early to Thee, in humble faith and prayer, To Thee, their Friend, Who from the heights of heaven 4 O happy home, where each one serves Thee, lowly, Till every common task seems great and holy, 5 O happy home, where Thou art not forgotten 6 Until at last, when earth's day's-work is ended, From whence Thou camest, where Thou hast ascended, CARL J. P. SPITTA. Tr. SARAH B. FINDLATER Arr. by ARTHur S. Sullivan 559 NORWICH (OLD 137TH) C. M. D. 4 (J=72) It sing eth low in ev'ry heart, We hear it each and all, They throng the silence of the breast, We see them as of yore, The kind, the brave, the true, the sweet, Who walk with us no more. A-men. 2 'Tis hard to take the burden up, 3 More homelike seems the vast unknown, They cannot be where God is not, Whate'er betides, Thy love abides, |