I’m but a stranger here,
Heaven
is my home;
Earth
is a desert drear,
Heaven
is my home;
Danger
and sorrow stand
Round
me on every hand;
Heaven
is my Fatherland,
Heaven
is my home.
2
What
though the tempest rage,
Heaven
is my home;
Short
is my pilgrimage,
Heaven
is my home.
Time’s
cold and wintry blast,
Soon
will be over past;
I
shall reach home at last;
Heaven
is my home.
3
There
at my Savior’s side,
Heaven
is my home;
I
shall be glorified,
Heaven
is my home.
There’ll
be the good and blest,
Those
I love most and best.
There,
too, I soon shall rest;
Heaven
is my home.