Advent Hymnals

738. MID PLEASURES AND PALACES THOUGH WE MAY ROAM

Christ in Song,

1.
Mid pleasures and palaces though we may roam.
Be it ever so humble, there's no place like home!
A charm from the skies seems to hallow us there,
Which, seek through the world, is ne'er met with elsewhere.

Refrain:
Home, home, sweet, sweet home;
Be it ever so humble, there's no place like home.

2.
An exile from home, splendor dazzles in vain,
O give me my lowly thatched cottage again;
The birds singing gaily, that came at my call,
And with them, God's peace, which is dearer than all.  [Refrain]

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  Title	Mid pleasures and palaces though we may roam
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  Titles	Home, home, sweet, sweet home;
  First Line	Mid pleasures and palaces though we may roam
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  Year	1908
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  Subjects	Living His Life: Love in the Home
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