My country is in every clime;
I can be calm and free from care
On any shore, since God is there.
"While place we seek, or place we shun,
The soul finds happiness in none;
But, with a God to guide our way,
'Tis equal joy to go or stay.
"Could I be cast where thou art not,
That were indeed a dreadful lot;
But regions none remote I call,