Hymn 191 - I’m But a Stranger Here

I’m but a stranger here,

Heav’n is my home;

Earth is a desert drear,

Heav’n is my home.

Danger and sorrow stand

Round me on ev’ry hand;

Heav’n is my Fatherland,

Heav’n is my home.

What though the tempest rage,

Heav’n is my home;

Short is my pilgrimage,

Heav’n is my home.

Time’s cold and wint’ry blast

Soon shall be overpast,

I shall reach home at last,

Heav’n is my home.

There at my Saviour’s side,

Heav’n is my home;

I shall be glorified,

Heav’n is my home.

There are the good and blest,

Those I love most and best,

There, too, I soon shall rest,

Heav’n is my home.

Therefore I murmur not,

Heav’n is my home;

Whate’er my earthly lot,

Heav’n is my home.

And I shall surely stand

There at my Lord’s right hand,

Heav’n is my Fatherland,

Heav’n is my home.