We’ve No Abiding City Here BLACKBURN—William M. H. Aitken We’ve No Abiding City Here 1 “We’ve no abiding city here;” This may distress the worldling’s mind; But should not cost the saint a tear, Who hopes a better rest to find. 2 “We’ve no abiding city here;” Sad truth, were this to be our home; But let the though our spirits cheer, “We seek a city yet to come.” 3 “We’ve no abiding city here;” Then let us live as pilgrims do; Let not the world our rest appear, But let us haste from all below.