The Happy Pilgrim

1 I saw a happy pilgrim,
In shining garments clad,
And trav’ling up the mountain,
His countenance was glad;
He had no cares nor burdens,
He’d laid them at the cross,
The blood of Christ, the Saviour,
Had wash’d him from all dross.

Refrain:
Then palms of victory,
Crowns of glory,
Palms of victory
We shall wear.

2 The summer sun was sinking,
The dweat was on his brow;
His garments worn and dusty,
His step seemed very slow;
But he kept pressing onward,
For he was wending home,
Still shouting as he journeyed,
Deliverance will come. [Refrain]

3 I saw him in the evening,
The sun was bending low,
He'd overtopped the mountain
And reached the vale below;
He saw the golden city,
His everlasting home,
And shouted loud, Hosanna!
Deliverance will come. [Refrain]

4 I heard the song of triumph
They sang upon that shore,
Saying, Jesus has redeemed us,
To suffer nevermore:
Then casting his eyes backward
On the race which he had run;
He shouted loud, Hosanna!
Deliverance has come! [Refrain]

Source: New Songs of Praise and Power 1-2-3 Combined #241

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