444   I m a Pilgrim




[1]
I m a pilgrim and I m a stranger;
I can tarry I can tarry but a night;
Do not detain me for I am going
To where the fountains are ever flowing.

[C]
I m a pilgrim and I m a stranger;
I can tarry I can tarry but a night.

[2]
There the glory is ever shining!
O my longing heart my longing heart is there;
Here in this country so dark and dreary
I long have wandered forlorn and weary.

[C]
I m a pilgrim and I m a stranger;
I can tarry I can tarry but a night.

[3]
There s the city to which I journey;
My Redeemer my Redeemer is its light!
There is no sorrow nor any sighing
Nor any tears there or any dying.

[C]
I m a pilgrim and I m a stranger;
I can tarry I can tarry but a night.