I Am a Pilgrim

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I am a pilgrim and a stranger
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Travelling through this wearsome land
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I've got a home in that yonder city, good Lord
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And it's not      not made by hand


I've got a mother, sister and a brother
Who have been this way before
I am determined to go and see them, good Lord
Over on     that other shore


I going down to the river of Jordan
Just to bathe my wearsome soul
If I can just touch the hem of his garmet, good Lord
Then I know   he'd take me home