From pole to pole let others roam

The LORD is my portion by John Newton


 * From pole to pole let others roam,
 * And search in vain for bliss;
 * My soul is satisfied at home,
 * The Lord my portion is.


 * Jesus, who on his glorious throne
 * Rules heav'n and earth and sea;
 * Is pleased to claim me for his own,
 * And give himself to me.


 * His person fixes all my love,
 * His blood removes my fear;
 * And while he pleads for me above,
 * His arm preserves me here.


 * His word of promise is my food,
 * His Spirit is my guide;
 * Thus daily is my strength renewed
 * And all my wants supplied.


 * For him I count as gain each loss,
 * Disgrace, for him, renown;
 * Well may I glory in his cross,
 * While he prepares my crown!


 * Let worldlings then indulge their boast,
 * How much they gain or spend!
 * Their joys must soon give up the ghost,
 * But mine shall know no end.