Number 38
Each Cooing Dove
Each Cooing Dove
1. Each cooing dove and sighing boughThat makes the eve so blest to meHas something far diviner nowIt bears me back to Galilee.
O Galilee! sweet Galilee!Where Jesus loved so much to be;O Galilee! blue Galilee!Come, sing thy song again to me.
2. Each flow’ry glen and mossy dellWhere happy birds in song agreeThro’ sunny morn the praises tellOf sights and sounds in Galilee.
O Galilee! sweet Galilee!Where Jesus loved so much to be;O Galilee! blue Galilee!Come, sing thy song again to me.
3. And when I read the thrilling loreOf Him who walked upon the seaI long, oh, how I long once moreTo follow Him in Galilee.
O Galilee! sweet Galilee!Where Jesus loved so much to be;O Galilee! blue Galilee!Come, sing thy song again to me.