1 Whither, pilgrims, are you going,
Each with staff in hand?
We are going on a journey,
At the kings command;
Chorus:
Over plains, and hills, and valleys,
We are going to His palace,
We are going to His palace,
In the better land.
2 Fear you not the way so lonely,
You, a feeble band?
No, for friends unseen are near us,
Angels round us stand;
Chorus:
Christ our leader walks beside us,
He will guard, and He will guide us,
He will guard, and He will guide us,
To the better land.
3 Tell me, pilgrims, what you hope for
In the better land?
Spotless robes and crowns of glory
From a Saviour’s hand;
We shall drink of life’s clear river,
We shall dwell with God forever,
We shall dwell with God forever
In the better land.
4 Will you let me travel with you
To the better land?
Come away, we bid you welcome,
To our little band.
Come, O come! we cannot leave you,
Christ is waiting to receive you,
Christ is waiting to receive you
In the better land.
| Text Information | |
|---|---|
| First Line: | Whither, pilgrims, are you going |
| Publication Date: | 1865 |
| Notes: | Public Domain |
| Tune Information | |
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| Name: | PILGRIM'S SONG |
| Key: | E♭ Major |
| Notes: | Public Domain |