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6s & 4s.
Heaven is my home.
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 tempests rage,
Heaven is my home;
Short is my pilgrimage;
Heaven is my home.
And Time’s wild wintry blast
Soon will be overpast,
I shall reach home at last;
Heaven is my home.
3 There at my Saviour’s side,
Heaven is my home;
I shall be glorified;
Heaven is my home.
There with the good and blest,
Those I loved most and best,
I shall for ever rest:
Heaven is my home.
4 Therefore I’ll murmur not;
Heaven is my home;
Whate’er my earthly lot,
Heaven is my home.
For I shall surely stand,
There at my Lord’s right hand,
Heaven is my fatherland—
Heaven is my home.
T. R. Taylor.