The Cyber Hymnal ‎#14411

14411. A Land Without A Storm

1 Traveler, whither art thou going,
Heedless of the clouds that form?
Naught to me the wind’s rough blowing,
Mine’s a land without a storm.

Refrain:
And I’m going, yes, I’m going,
To that land that has no storms;
And I’m going, yes, I’m going,
To that land that has no storms,

2 Traveler, art thou here a stranger,
Not to fear the tempest’s power?
I have not a thought of danger,
Tho’ the sky may darkly lower. [Refrain]

3 Traveler, now a moment linger,
Soon the darkness will be o’er.
No! I see a beckoning finger,
Guiding to a far-off shore. [Refrain]

4 Traveler, yonder narrow portal
Opens to receive thy form.
Yes, but I shall be immortal
In that land without a storm. [Refrain]

Text Information

• First Line: Traveler, whither art thou going
• Title: A Land Without A Storm
• Author: Maria B. W. Barnes
• Refrain First Line: And I’m going, yes, I’m going
• Meter: 87.87 D
• Language: English
• Source: Bradbury's Golden Shower of S. S. Melodies by William Bradbury (New York: Ivins, Phinney, & Blakeman, 1862)
• Copyright: Public Domain
• Notes: Some hymnals give the author as Kate Cameron, Barnes' pseudonym

Tune Information

• Name: OROVILLE
• Composer: William Batchelder Bradbury (1862)
• Meter: 87.87 D
• Key: G Major or modal
• Copyright: Public Domain