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.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.