151. I'm a pilgrim, and I'm a stranger

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:
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;
Oh, my longing heart, my longing heart is there;
Here in this country so dark and dreary:
I long have wandered, forlorn and weary:
I'm a pilgrim, and I'm a stranger,
I can tarry, I can tarry but a night.

3 Of the city to which I'm going
My Redeemer, my Redeemer is the light;
There is no sorrow, nor any sighing,
Nor any sinning, nor any dying:
Of the city to which I'm going
My Redeemer, my Redeemer is the light.

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First Line: I'm a pilgrim, and I'm a stranger
Title: I'm a pilgrim, and I'm a stranger
Publication Date: 1909
Topic: The Christian Graces; Hope: Longing for heaven
Notes: Author from index: Mary S. B. Shindler
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