Hymnal: Fillmore's Harp of Zion
Date: 1867
Compiler: A D Fillmore
Publisher/Printer: R W Carroll & Co
First Line: Here we are but straying pilgrims
Topic: <no topic given>
Writer: I Carman
Composer: W Perkins
Meter: 8s and 7s
Tune: Here and Yonder
Hymn Number: <no hymn number given>
Page Number: 305, click to see hymnal pages
LyicsHere we are but straying pilgrims,
Here our path is often dim;
But to cheer us on our journey,
Still we sing this way-side hymn:
[Chorus] Yonder over the rolling river,
Where the shining mansions rise,
Soon will be our home forever,
And the smile of the blessed Giver
Gladdens all our longing eyes.
Here our feet are often weary,
On the hills that throng our way;
Here the tempest darkly gathers,
But our hearts within us say, --CHO.
Here our souls are often fearful
Of the pilgrim's lurking foe;
But the Lord is our defender,
And he tells us we may know-- --CHO.
Here our shadowed homes are transient,
And we meet the stranger's frown;
So we'll sing with joy while going,
E'en to death's dark billow down, --CHO.