Psalm 119:19 I Am A Stranger Here

Is this characteristic of the Christian pilgrimage ours? Or do we feel that earth is but a lodge, a sojourn as for a night? -Octavius Winslow

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I am a stranger in the earth: hide not thy commandments from me. (Psalm 119:19) What a great reminder that our citizenship is not of this world but is in Heaven.  I am waiting for my Savior to take me home.  Until then I am sojourning here and must not be conformed to this world.  Instead, I need to be transformed by the renewing of my mind daily through God’s Word.  

It’s an uncomfortable feeling to be in a strange place and I pray I will always feel uncomfortable in this world.  I never want feel at home here.  Let me focus on the Lord so that His will continually becomes mine.  He is the author and finisher of my faith.  

The Psalmist wanted to make sure the God’s Word was continually before him and that he would have eyes to see what God wanted him to see and know and learn and apply to his life.  He knew there was no satisfaction on this earth. Let us live as though we were going home this very moment.

So teach us to number our days, that we may apply our hearts unto wisdom. Psalm 90:12

Lord, make me to know mine end, and the measure of my days, what it is: that I may know how frail I am. Psalm 39:4.


I am a poor wayfaring stranger
I’m travellin’ through this world with woe
Yet there’s no sickness, toil, nor danger
In that bright land to which I go

Make me a stranger on earth, dear Savior,
Make me a stranger more like Thee.
Help me keep my focus on heavenly treasures,
And not on earthly things may it be.

Lord, lead me onward as a pilgrim
Bound for heaven never to roam.
Make me a stranger on earth, dear Savior,
Till I see my heavenly home.

Lord, I’ve found myself loving earthly treasures:
Simple pleasures taking your place.
Nothing can measure to heavenly treasures:
Hearing “Well done,” and seeing Your face.

Lord, lead me onward as a pilgrim
Bound for heaven never to roam.
Make me a stranger on earth, dear Savior,
Till I see my heavenly home.

~ Mac Lynch

All along my pilgrim journey,
Savior, let me walk with Thee.
-Fanny Crosby

O ye pilgrims, sing an exhortation,
Let its music sound within your heart;
Life or death, or storm of persecution,
Never, never from the Lord depart.

-Barney E. Warren

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 angels fain would sing:
Oh, be ye reconciled,”
Thus saith my Lord and King,
“Oh, be ye reconciled to God.”

This is the King’s command: that all men, everywhere,
Repent and turn away from sin’s 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 Sov’reign bids me tell how mortals there may dwell,
And that’s my business for my King. -Flora H. Cassel