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.

Refrain

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.

Refrain

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,
And that’s my bu­si­ness for my king.

Refrain