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HYMN OF THE TRAVELLER'S HOUSEHOLD ON HIS RETURN.
IN THE OLDEN TIME.
Joy! the lost one is restored!
Sunshine comes to hearth and board.
From the far-off countries old
Of the diamond and red gold;
From the dusky archer bands,
Roamers of the fiery sands;
From the desert winds, whose breath
Smites with sudden silent death;
He hath reached his home again,
Where we sing
In thy praise a fervent strain,
God our King!
