Earth is not our habitation
For our home is in the sky
Heaven is our destination
We’re just pilgrims passing by.
All our thoughts to God are given
As our journey we pursue
Going to our home in Heaven
We’re just pilgrims passing thru.
All our hopes and our desires
Upward are to heaven drawn
By the light His word inspires
We’re just pilgrims passing on.
This is just a visitation
We on earth as strangers roam
To a waiting celebration
We’re just pilgrims going home.
This is one of my favorite poems by Harry. I added the picture from Google Images.