189   NO ABIDING CITY




[V1]


We’ve no abiding city here;
Sad truth, were this to be our home;
But let this thought our spirits cheer,
We seek a city yet to come,
We seek a city yet to come.

[V2]
We’ve no abiding city here;
We seek a city out of sight;
Zion its name the Lord is there,
It shines with everlasting light,
It shines with everlasting light.

[V3]
We’ve no abiding city here;
We seek a city out of sight;
Zion its name the Lord is there,
It shines with everlasting light,
It shines with everlasting light.

[V4]
O sweet abode of peace and love,
Where pilgrims, freed from toil, are blest!
Had I the pinions of a dove,
I’d fly to thee, and be at rest,
I’d fly to thee, and be at rest.

[V5]
But hush, my soul! Nor dare repine;
The time my God appoints is best;
While here, to do His will be mine,
And His to fix my time of rest,
And His to fix my time of rest.