1 Any little corner, Lord,
In thy vineyard wide,
Where thou bidst me work for thee,
There would I abide:
Miracle of saving grace,
Thou that gavest me a place.

Refrain:
Anywhere, anywhere:
Thou that gavest me a place anywhere.

2 Where we pitch our nightly tent,
Surely matters not;
If the day for thee is spent,
Blessed is the spot,
Quickly we the tent may fold,
Cheerful march thro’ storm and cold. [Refrain]

3 All along the wilderness,
let us keep our sight,
On the moving pillar fixed,
Constant day and night;
Thou the heart will make its home,
Willing, led by thee to roam. [Refrain]