| I’m but a stranger here; Heaven is my home; Earth is a desert drear; Heaven is my home. 684 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. | |