I am a stranger here,
within a foreign land;
My home is far away,
upon a golden strand,
Ambassador to be of realms beyond the sea,
I’m here on business for my king.
This is the message that I bring,
A message angles fain would sing:
“Oh, be ye reconciled, ” thus saith my Lord and
king,
“Oh, be ye reconciled to THEE.”
This is the King’s command
that all men everywhere,
Repent and turn away from seductive snare;
That all who will obey,
with him shall reign for aye,
And that’s my business for my King.
My home is brighter far than Sharon’s rosy plain,
Eternal life and joy throughout its vast domain;
My Sovereign bids me tell how mortals there may
dwell in me,
And that’s my business for my King.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem