A Pilgrim Through This Lonely World

 

VERSE 1

A pilgrim through this lonely world

The blessed Savior passed;

A mourner all His life was He,

A dying Lamb at last,

A dying Lamb at last.

 

VERSE 2

That tender heart that felt for all,

For all its life blood gave;

It found on earth no resting place

Save only in the grave,

Save only in the grave.

 

VERSE 3

Such was our Lord; and shall we fear

The cross with all its scorn?

Or love a faithless, evil world,

That wreathed His brow with thorn,

That wreathed His brow with thorn?

 

VERSE 4

No! facing all its frowns or smiles,

Like Him, obedient, still,

We homeward press through storm or calm

To Zion’s blessed hill,

To Zion’s blessed hill.

 

VERSE 5

By faith His boundless glories there

Our wondering eyes behold;

Those glories which eternal years

Shall never all unfold;

Shall never all unfold.

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