Strangers and pilgrims on the earth.@Hebrews 11:13

Miss Mennel, in Life’s Morning, published by the Religious Tract Society, probably 19th Century.

British Grenadiers traditional English melody (🔊 pdf nwc).

We have no home but Heaven;
A pilgrim’s garb we wear;
Our path is marked with changes,
And strewed with many a care;
Surrounded with temptation,
By varied ills oppressed,
Each day’s experience
Warns us that this is not our rest.

We have no home but Heaven;
Then wherefore seek one here?
Why murmur at privation?
Or grieve when trouble’s near?
It is but for a season
That we as strangers roam;
And strangers must not look for
The comforts of a home.

We have no home but Heaven;
We want no home beside;
Our God, our friend and father,
Our footsteps thither guide.
Unfold to us its glory;
Prepare us for its joy,
Its pure and perfect friendship,
Its angel-like employ.

We have no home but Heaven.
How cheering is the thought!
How bright the expectations
Which God’s own Word has taught!
With eager hearts we hasten,
The promised bliss to share;
We have no home but Heaven—
Oh, would that we were there!