I know the turn of every road The name of every town The hedges, trees, and weathered walls The bells that call me home I've worked these fields and tilled this ground With stones beneath my feet This land has borne me all these years In heartache and in peace But this land is not my final home Though I have walked these roads for years Another country calls me on Beyond this veil of falling tears I see a city shining bright A garden filled with light Where every homesick longing rests In pastures green and wide The sparrow finds her resting place In forests full and free She builds her nest among the boughs And shelters in the trees The Father sees her when she falls And knows her every need And He will surely shelter me Among these earthly fields But this land is not my final home Though I have walked these roads for years Another country calls me on Beyond this veil of falling tears I see a city shining bright A garden filled with light Where every homesick longing rests In pastures green and wide As evening falls across the hills And lamps begin to shine The windows glow from every home Like lanterns in the night A quiet longing wakes in me Beyond the fading light A brighter country calls me on And draws my heart away But this land is not my final home Though I have walked these roads for years Another country calls me on Beyond this veil of falling tears I see a city shining bright A garden filled with light Where every homesick longing rests In pastures green and wide I see a city shining bright A garden filled with light Where every homesick longing rests In pastures green and wide
