Wayfaring Stranger

I'm just a poor, wayfaring stranger
I'm traveling through this world below
There is no sickness, no toil, nor danger
In that bright world to which I go

The darkened clouds have
Gathered 'round me
My pathway's been so rough and steep
But golden fields lie out before me
My weary eyes no more shall weep

I want to sing my joyous story
In concert with a joy-filled band
I want to wear garlands of glory
When I go back to that fair land

I'll soon be free
From every trial
In majesty, I'll rest my head
I'll drop the burdens
That I've been carrying
And sleep away
The tears I've shed

I'll drop the burdens
That I've been carrying
And sleep away
The tears I've shed

I'll soon be free
From every trial
In majesty, I'll rest my head
I'll drop the burdens
That I've been carrying
And sleep away
The tears I've shed

I'll drop the burdens
That I've been carrying
And sleep away
The tears I've shed



Credits
Writer(s): Deborah Stokol (additional Lyrics)
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