I Am a Pilgrim

I am a pilgrim and a stranger

Traveling through this worrisome land

I've got a home in that yonder city, good Lord

And it's not ( Good Lord but it's not) not made by handI've got a mother, a sister and a brother

Who have gone this way before.

I am determined to go and see them good Lord

Over on (Over on) that golden shore.I am a pilgrim and a stranger

Traveling through this worrisome land

I've got a home in that yonder city good Lord.

And it's not (Good Lord it's not) not made by hand.I'm going down to the river Jordan

Just to be my weary soul.

If I can just touch but the hem of His garment, good Lord

Then I know (Well Lord I know) I'll be made whole.