1 I'm a little pilgrim, and a stranger here,
Though this world is pleasant, sin is always near.
Mine's a better country, where there is no sin,
Where the tones of sorrow never enter in.
2 I'm a little pilgrim, and a stranger here,
But my home is heaven, cometh ever near.
But a little pilgrim must have garments clean
If he'd wear the white robes, and with Christ be seen.
Source: Kind Words: a new collection of hymns and tunes for sunday schools and the social circle #35c