Each coo­ing dove and sigh­ing bough,
That makes the eve so blest to me,
Has some­thing far di­vin­er now,
It bears me back to Ga­li­lee.

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O Ga­li­lee, sweet Ga­li­lee,
Where Je­sus loved so much to be,
O Ga­li­lee, blue Ga­li­lee,
Come sing thy song again to me.

Each flow­ery glen and mos­sy dell,
Where hap­py birds in song agree,
Through sun­ny morn the prais­es tell
Of sights and sounds in Ga­li­lee.

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And when I read the thrill­ing lore
Of Him who walked up­on the sea,
I long, oh, how I long once more
To fol­low Him in Ga­li­lee.

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