1 Weary wanderer o’er the main,
Seeking for thy home again,
Through the gathering mists that rise,
Veiling thy natal skies;
Look beyond, there’s light for thee,
Streaming over the turbid sea,
Softly it smiles, though distant far,
The beautiful polar star.

2 Stranger on a rocky strand,
Longing for thy fatherland,
Through the gathering clouds that rise,
Veiling thy natal skies;
Look beyond, there’s hope for thee,
Dawning over a tranquil sea,
Softly it smiles, though distant far,
The beautiful polar star.

3 Lonely watcher, pale with grief,
Thou shalt find a sweet relief,
Though thy tears unheeded fall,
Jesus will count them all;
Look beyond, there’s joy for thee,
Breaking over a troubled sea,
Softly it smiles, though distant far,
The beautiful polar star.