O'er the Ocean Bounding

O'er the ocean bounding,
Other lands surrounding,
Love, I will think of thee !

Though new skies me cover,
And other stars shine over,
Yet thou art still with me.

When, at morn or even,
Low I kneel to Heaven,
Be my sins forgiven
As my love shall be !

When my hopes are dearest,
And my soul sincerest,
Then I'll remember thee !

Thee, my soul's sole pleasure
Thee, its dearest treasure,
Life, health, all to me.
All of land or ocean,
All a world's commotion,
Knits me the more to thee.
When new passions move me,
When I cease to love thee,
May the heavens above me,
Chasten my perfidy !

Even in woe and cumber,
Even in death's last slumber,
" I will remember thee !