Strangers in a foreign land
It’s all that we have ever known
And so we sing while still we roam
We sing that this is not our home
We sing that this is not our home

We seek a city far more grand
With streets not laid by human hand
And so we sing while still we roam
We sing that this is not our home
We sing that this is not our home

We’ll see the world made whole again
Free of sorrow and of sin
And so we sing while still we roam
We sing that this is not our home
We sing that this is not our home

Though we weep on bitter days
In glory come all grief will fade
And so we sing while still we roam
We sing that this is not our home
We sing that this is not our home

Weary, sore of wandering so
Burdened and unsatisfied
We long for rest and Christ our home
To feast with Him on Canaan side
To feast with Him on Canaan side

Strangers in a foreign land
It’s all that we have ever known
And so we sing while still we roam
We sing that this is not our home
We sing that this is not our home