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I'm a Pilgrim
Verse 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 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.
I can tarry, I can tarry but a night.
Verse 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.
O, my longing heart, my longing heart is there;
Here in this country so dark and dreary,
I long have wandered forlorn and weary.
Verse 3
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, or any dying.
My Redeemer, my Redeemer is its light!
There is no sorrow, nor any sighing,
Nor any tears there, or any dying.
The text was written by Mary Dana Shindler and published in her collection 'The Temperance Lyre' (1840), becoming a popular parlor and camp-meeting song.