Our years of pilgrimage are spent!

Where'er we dwell, we dwell with thee,

In heaven, in earth, or on the sea.

2 To us remains nor place nor time;

Our country is in every clime:

We can be calm and free from care

On any shore, since God is there.

3 While place we seek, or place we shun,

The soul finds happiness in none;

But with our God to guide our way,