I walk a lonely pilgrim here
O’er life’s uneven way
My aching heart keeps hoping, for
A bright and better day
A glorious home, a godly land
The blessed, heavenly rest
And well I know that land is near
The home of all who’re blest
I walk alone, and oft am sad
And fall the briny tears
My heart is grieved with trails sore
And pressed with many cares
The better land no sorrow knows
There, hushed is every sigh
The Savior’s hand in kindness wipes
The tear-drop from each eye
I walk alone, and yet am glad
The blessed promise’s given
To cheer the heart–the lowly one
Towards that promised Heaven
The humble path my Savior walked
I scorn it not to tread
The frowns and scoffs my Savior bore
My fall upon my head
I stand upon His precious word
My soul rejoiceth free
The glorious light the Gospel gives
Is light that shines for me
I’ll suffer now, I’ll triumph then
I’ll die for Jesus here
In that bright world I’ll live again
A conqueror’s crown to wear