I’m a Pilgrim (Maxwell)

I’m a pil­grim and a strang­er

Rough and thor­ny is the road

Often in the midst of dan­ger

But it leads to God.

Clouds of dark­ness oft dis­tress me;

Great and ma­ny are my foes;

Anxious cares and thoughts op­press me;

But my Fa­ther knows.

Oh

how sweet is this as­sur­ance

’Midst the con­flict and the strife

Although sor­rows past en­dur­ance

Follow me through life.

Home in pros­pect can still cheer me:

Yes

and give me sweet re­pose

While I feel His pre­sence near me

For my Fa­ther knows.

Yes

He sees and knows me dai­ly

Watches ov­er me in love;

Sends me help when foes as­sail me

Bids me look ab­ove.

Soon my journ­ey shall be end­ed

Life is draw­ing to a close;

I shall then be well at­tend­ed—

This my Fa­ther knows.

I shall then with joy be­hold Him;

Face to face my Sav­ior see;

Fall with rap­ture

and ad­ore Him

For His love to me.

Nothing more shall then dis­tress me—

In the land of sweet re­pose:

Jesus stands en­gaged to bless me—

This my Fa­ther knows.