Resignation.

RESIGNATION.

I HAVE a home, it is not here; Then here would anxious cares be wrong; For I must dwell for ever there; And here I must not tarry long.

I would but take a traveller's care, For what I meet, in this my road; If coarse or fine should be my fare, My way with thorns or roses strew'd.

If I my lov'd companions lose, Let me not loiter in my way; Nor study here what I would choose; As if my journey were my stay.

For when I bid this earth farewell, And at my home my spirit lands, I shall find friends will never fail, And have a house that ever stands.