”Prince Edward Island" By Rev. Robert Murray

Isle of the Northern sea, Land of my well loved home; My heart e’er clings to thee, ’ Tho’ far my feet may roam.

Around thee ocean roars, And storms their vigils keep; Waves thunder on the shores, Isle ”cradled on the deep. ”

Isle, of the sun-kissed green, Where many a sparkling bay,- Reflects from depths serene, A land as fair as day.

Land of the settlers brave, Who knew no fear but God; Who wrestled with the wave, And broke the virgin sod.

Who left to us in trust,

For a people yet to be;

A land where swords may rust But all her sons are free.

Note:

Rev. Robert Murray was a Presbyterian minister in O’Leary from 1910-21.

He was the father of Dr. Florence Murray, a medical missionary who served more than fifty years in Southeast Asia (Manchuria and Korea).

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