There is a spot to me more dear
Than native vale or mountain
A spot for which affection's tear
Springs grateful from its fountain
'Tis not where kindred souls abound
Though that is almost heaven
But where I first my Savior found
And felt my sins forgiven
Alternate verses:
Hard was my toil to reach the shore
Long tossed upon the ocean
Above me was the thunder's roar
Beneath, the wave's commotion
Darkly the pall of night was thrown
Around me faint with terror
In that dark hour how did my groan
Ascend for years of error
Sinking and panting as for breath
I knew not help was near me
I cried, "Oh, save me, Lord from death
Immortal Jesus, hear me."
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Then quick as thought I felt Him mine
My Savior stood before me
I saw His brightness round me shine
And shouted "Glory, Glory."
O sacred hour! O hallowed spot!
Where love divine first found me
Wherever falls my distant lot
My heart shall linger round thee
And when from earth I rise, to soar
Up to my home in heaven
Down will I cast my eyes once more
Where I was first forgiven
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