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Earthly wealth and fame
may never come to me,
And a palace fair here
mine may never be;
But let come what may,
if Christ for me doth care,
Anywhere is home,
if He is only there.
Anywhere is home,
let come and go what may;
Anywhere I roam,
He keeps me all the way;
So for His dear sake,
my cross I’ll meekly bear;
Anywhere is home, if Christ,
my Lord, is there.
Oh, I’m tossed about
and driven by the foe,
Sad within, without,
wherever I may go;
But I press along,
still looking up in prayer,
For it’s home, sweet home,
if Christ is only there.
Anywhere is home,
let come and go what may;
Anywhere I roam,
He keeps me all the way;
So for His dear sake,
my cross I’ll meekly bear;
Anywhere is home, if Christ,
my Lord, is there.
I will labor on till
I am called away,
Till the morn shall dawn
of that eternal day,
Looking unto Him
who keeps me in His care;
Anywhere is home, if Christ,
my Lord, is there.
Anywhere is home,
let come and go what may;
Anywhere I roam,
He keeps me all the way;
So for His dear sake,
my cross I’ll meekly bear;
Anywhere is home, if Christ,
my Lord, is there.
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LYRICS
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Meter:
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11 11 11 11 with refrain
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Dates:
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1936
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Bible Refs:
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