Blessed Be the Day When I Must Roam (Moravian Emigrants' Hymn)

1 Blessed be the day when I must roam
far from my country, friends, and home,
an exile, poor and mean;
my fathers' God will be my Guide,
will angel guards for me provide,
my soul, my soul in danger screen.

2 My God will lead me to a spot
where, all my cares and griefs forgot,
I shall enjoy sweet rest.
As pants for cooling streams the hart,
I languish for my heavenly part,
for God, for God, my Refuge blessed.


Source: Moravian Book of Worship #794