| Song | I Have No Resting Place |
| Album | The Christian Hymn Book |
| Genre | Traditional Christian Hymns |
| Writer(s) | A. Campbell And Others |
| Publisher / Copyrights | |
| Key | |
| Tags | I Have No Resting Place |
| Theme(s) | Aspirations |
| Scripture Reference(s) | |
| CCLI Song No |
I Have No Resting-Place On Earth
On Which To Fix My Love;
But O! My Heart Is Yearning For
The Promised Rest Above.
’Tis True, This Earth Is Passing Fair,
O’er Which I Sadly Roam;
But Yet It Hath No Charms For Me,
For Heaven Is My Home.
A Pilgrim Long I’ve Wandered Here;
But, With A Steadfast Eye,
I See A Rest Reserved For Me,
At God’s Right Hand On High,
Then All The Joys Of Earth In Vain
Shall Tempt My Feet To Roam,
To Seek A Dwelling-Place Below,
Since Heaven Is My Home.
O, Were This Earth As Fair As When
Primeval Eden Smiled,
I Would Not By Its Glowing Charms
Be From My Hope Beguiled;
But I Would Seek A Brighter World,
Where God Has Bid Me Come:
Then Seek No More To Bind Me Here,
For Heaven Is My Home.
