From pole to pole let others roam, And search in vain for bliss; My soul is satisfied at home, The Lord my portion is. | Jesus, who on his glorious throne Rules heav’n and earth and sea; Is pleased to claim me for his own, And give himself to me. | His person fixes all my love, His blood removes my fear; And while he pleads for me above, His arm preserves me here. | His word of promise is my food, His Spirit is my guide; Thus daily is my strength renewed And all my wants supplied. 88See also Book 3, Hymn 59 | For him I count as gain each loss, Disgrace, for him, renown; Well may I glory in his cross, While he prepares my crown! | Let worldlings then indulge their boast, How much they gain or spend! Their joys must soon give up the ghost, But mine shall know no end. | |