by Homeward Bound » Wed Dec 02, 2009 9:41 pm
I AM A PILGRIM AND A STRANGER
TRAVELING THROUGH THIS WEARISOME LAND.
AND I'VE GOT A HOME IN THAT YONDER CITY, GOOD LORD
AND IT'S NOT, NOT MADE BY HAND.
I GOT A MOTHER, A SISTER AND A BROTHER
WHO HAVE GONE TO THAT SWEET HOME.
AND I AM DETERMINED TO GO AND SEE THEM, GOOD LORD
OVER ON, THAT DISTANT SHORE.
AS I GO DOWN TO THAT RIVER JORDAN,
JUST TO BATHE MY WEARY SOUL.
IF I COULD TOUCH BUT JUST THE HEM OF HIS GARMENT, GOOD LORD
I BELIEVE THAT IT WOULD MAKE ME WHOLE.
NOW WHEN I'M DEAD, LAYING IN MY COFFIN
ALL OF MY FRIENDS ALL GATHER ROUND
THEY CAN SAY THAT HE'S JUST LAYING THERE SLEEPING, GOOD LORD, SWEET PEACE, HIS SOUL IS FOUND.
I AM A PILGRIM AND A STRANGER
TRAVELING THROUGH THIS WEARISOME LAND.
AND I'VE GOT A HOME IN THAT YONDER CITY, GOOD LORD
AND IT'S NOT, NOT MADE BY HAND.
I GOT A MOTHER, A SISTER AND A BROTHER
WHO HAVE GONE TO THAT SWEET HOME.
AND I AM DETERMINED TO GO AND SEE THEM, GOOD LORD
OVER ON, THAT DISTANT SHORE.
AS I GO DOWN TO THAT RIVER JORDAN,
JUST TO BATHE MY WEARY SOUL.
IF I COULD TOUCH BUT JUST THE HEM OF HIS GARMENT, GOOD LORD
I BELIEVE THAT IT WOULD MAKE ME WHOLE.
NOW WHEN I'M DEAD, LAYING IN MY COFFIN
ALL OF MY FRIENDS ALL GATHER ROUND
THEY CAN SAY THAT HE'S JUST LAYING THERE SLEEPING, GOOD LORD, SWEET PEACE, HIS SOUL IS FOUND.