Scripture Verse

Strangers and pilgrims on the earth. Hebrews 11:13

Introduction

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Mary Shindler (1810–1883)

Words: Ma­ry S. B. Shind­ler, 1841.

Music: Buono Notte It­al­ian air (🔊 pdf nwc).

Lyrics

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.

Refrain

I’m a pil­grim, and I’m a stran­ger;
I can tar­ry, I can tar­ry but a night.

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.

Refrain

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, nor any dy­ing.

Refrain

Farewell, neigh­bors, with tears I’ve warned you,
I must leave you, I must leave you and be gone!
With this your por­tion, your heart’s desire,
Why will you per­ish in rag­ing fire?

Refrain

Father, mo­ther, and sis­ter, bro­ther!
If you will not jour­ney with me, I must go!
Now since your vain hopes you will thus cher­ish,
Should I, too, lin­ger, and with you per­ish?

Refrain

Farewell, drear earth, by sin so blight­ed,
In immortal beauty soon you’ll be ar­rayed;
He who has formed thee will soon re­store thee,
And then the dread curse shall ne­ver­more be.

Refrain