All Hallow's, Mozart SK

There's a church on the prairies in the parklands
No lovelier spot may be found.
No place is so dear to my childhood,
No where such sacred ground.
Refrain:
[Oh, come, come, come, come]
Come to the church on the prairie,
Oh come to the church on the plain
No spot is so dear to my childhood,
I long to return once again.

How sweet on a clear Sabbath morning,
To hear that old organ play.
It's tones so sweetly calling,
Oh come to the church humbly pray.
[Refrain]

There, close by the church on the prairie,
Lie ones that I loved so well;
They sleep, safe in Christ's tender keeping.
Awaiting the great trumpet swell.
[Refrain]

One day, by the side of my loved ones,
'Neath the life giving sod,
I will rest in blissful contentment,
Expecting to meet our God.
[Refrain]

Original words and music
by Dr. W. S. Pitts 1857....adapted
by The Very Rev'd Glen Burgomaster 2007