“I’M A TRAVELLER.”

I'm a lonely trav'ler here,Weary, opprest ;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 forever live—I cannot stay

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

I'm a trav'ler, and I goWhere all is fair;Farewell all I've loved 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.