The Plymouth Sabbath School Collection of Hymns and Tunes ‎#113

113. Traveler, whither art thou going

1 Traveler, whither art thou going,
Heedless of the clouds that form?
Nought to me the winds rough blowing,
Mine's a land without a storm.

Chorus:
And I'm going, yes, I'm going
To the land that has no storms,
And I'm going, yes, I'm going
To that land that has no storms.

2 Boys:
Travler, art thou here a stranger,
Not to fear the tempest power?

Girls:
I have not a thought of danger,
Tho' the sky more darkly lower. [Chorus]

3 Boys:
Traveler, now a moment linger,
Soon the darkness will be o'er,

Girls:
No! I see a beckoning finger,
Guiding to a far off shore. [Chorus]

4 Boys:
Traveler, yonder narrow portal
Opens to receive thy form.

Girls:
Yes, but I shall be immortal
In that Land without a storm. [Chorus]

Text Information

• First Line: Traveler, whither art thou going
• Refrain First Line: And I'm going, yes, I'm going
• Publication Date: 1865
• Notes: Public Domain

Tune Information

• Name: A LAND WITHOUT A STORM
• Composer: Wm. B. Bradbury
• Key: G Major or modal