#5I'm A Traveler

I'M a lonely trav'ler here, Weary, oppressed; But my journey's end is near, Soon I shall rest. Dark and dreary is the way, Toiling I've come– Ask me not with you to stay– Yonder's my home.

I'm a weary trav'ler here, I must go on, For my journey's end is near– I must be gone. Brighter joys than earth can give, Win me away; Pleasures that for ever live– I cannot stay.

I'm a trav'ler to a land Where all is fair; Where is seen no broken band– All, all are there; Where no tears shall ever fall, Nor heart be sad; Where the glory is for all, And all are glad.

I'm a trav'ler and I go Where all is fair; Farewell all I've lov'd below– I must be there. Worldly honors, hopes and gain, All I resign; Welcome sorrow, grief and pain, If heav'n be mine.

I'm a trav'ler–call me not– Upward's my way; Yonder is my rest and lot, I cannot stay. Farewell earthly pleasures, all, Pilgrim I'll roam; Hail me not–in vain you call– Yonder's my home.