i'm a pilgrim and i'm a stranger lyrics

Just to bathe my wearisome soul Travelling through this wearisome land And it's not not made by hand, Now I'm goin' down to that river of Jordan

Unlike the other two versions of that song given in this post, the lyrics to Version #1 explained why the people depicted in that song considered the world to be "barren" (Verse 1). Authoritative information about the hymn text I'm a pilgrim and a stranger, wandering thro', with lyrics.

Travelling through this wearisome land Johnny Cash - I Am A Pilgrim Lyrics I am a pilgrim and a stranger Travelling through this wearisome land I've got a home in that yonder City (good Lord) I'm a pilgrim, and I'm a stranger, I can tarry, I can tarry but a night. Over on that other shore, I am a pilgrim and a stranger I'm goin' down to the river of Jordan Just to bathe my wearisome soul If I can just touch the hem of his garment, good Lord Then I know he'd take me home I am a pilgrim and a stranger Travelling through this wearisome land I've got a home in that yonder city, good Lord And it's not, not made by hand 3 Of the city to which I'm … I am determined to go and see them, (good Lord) And when straying, may I meet thee Ere I join the silent band.

Copyright: Writer(s): Merle Travis Lyrics Terms of Use, I am a pilgrim and a stranger For me, the lyrics to Version #1 of "I'm A Pilgrim" was much more powerful than the other two versions.

Who have gone, this way before I've got a home in that yonder City (good Lord) And it's not not made by hand, I got a mother, got a sister and a brother POPULAR SONG: The Kid LAROI - "WRONG" ft. Lil Mosey - LYRICS. I've got a home in that yonder city (good Lord) If I can just touch the hem of His garment, (good Lord) Then I know he'll take me home. I am a pilgrim and a stranger Traveling through this worrisome land I've got a home in that yonder city, good Lord And it's not (good Lord but it's not) not made by hand

2 There the glory is ever shining; O 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. Guide me, Father, guide me, Father, Safely to the promised land.