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Author Interview

Rolson St Louis Foundation

Home In a Foreign Land


Home, O sweet home we sang as we set our foot stool on the land. At the sea shore we longed for zion, and wondered, what life gonna be like?

Our encestors have been here. They have told us about the honey and the milk, yet we wonder, what life would be like?

The wind blows, the bird sang, the sun arose. It reminded us of the ancient time. How can we sang the Lord song in a foreign land? The glory of God is everlasting and omnipresent.

Home, O sweet home we sang We were home in foreign land. Home, O sweet home We were home in foreign land.

O, sweet home we sang We were home in a foreign land.

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