City Called Heaven

I am a poor pilgrim of sorrow, I'm tossed in this wide world alone

Tune: [I am a poor pilgrim of sorrow] (Spiritual)
Published in 1 hymnal

Representative Text

1 I am a poor pilgrim of sorrow,
I'm tossed in this wide world alone,
No hope have I for tomorrow,
I've started to make heav'n my home.
Sometimes I am tossed and driven,
Lord, Sometimes I don't know where to roam,
I've heard of a city called heaven,
I've started to make it my home.

2 My mother has reached that pure glory,
My father's still walkin' in sin,
My brothers and sisters won't own me,
Because I am tryin' to get in.
Sometimes I am tossed and driven,
Lord, Sometimes I don't know where to roam,
I've heard of a city called heaven,
I've started to make it my home.


Source: Songs of Zion #135

Text Information

First Line: I am a poor pilgrim of sorrow, I'm tossed in this wide world alone
Title: City Called Heaven
Source: Traditional
Language: English
Publication Date: 1981
Copyright: This text may still be under copyright because it was published in 1981.

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