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1 We have no home but heaven!
A pilgrim's garb we wear;
Our path is mark'd by changes,
And strew'd with daily care;
Surrounded with temptation,
By varied ills oppress'd,
Each day's experience warns us
That this is not our rest.
2 We have no home but heaven!
Then wherefore seek one here?
Why murmur at privations,
Or grieve when trouble's near!
It is but for a season
That we as strangers roam;
And strangers must not look for
The comforts of a home.
3 We have no home but heaven!
We want no home beside;
O God! our Friend and Father!
Our footsteps thither guide;
Unfold to us its glory,
Prepare us for its joy,
Its pure and perfect friendship,
Its angel-like employ.
4 We have no home but heaven!
How cheering is the thought!
How bright the expectations
Which God's own word has taught!
With eager hearts we hasten
The promis'd bless to share!
We have no home but heaven!
Oh! would that we were there!
Text Information | |
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First Line: | We have no home but heaven! |
Language: | English |
Publication Date: | 1871 |
Notes: | Hymn to the Tune "WEBB." We have no Home but Heaven. 7s & 6s. |