On foreign soil from home away,
a stranger I remain,
yet Europe is not I must say
my land and my domain!

So I feel “lost” on either side,
for Jesus is my King,
to neither continent I´m tied,
for now His praise I sing!

Yes, His ambassador to be,
o, what a privilege!
In any land I´m more than free,
Christ is my anchorage!

His love surpasses any word
that I have hardly known,
His love has wings like that small bird
that from afar has flown!

And so my wings of faith will fly
wherever Christ will lead,
the words to say at least I´ll try
while sowing gospel seed!

Nov. 13, 2013 - jn