Scripture Verse

Strangers and pilgrims on the earth. Hebrews 11:13


John Curwen (1816–1880)

Words: John Cur­wen (1816–1880). The first pub­li­ca­tion date is un­cer­tain, but the song ap­peared in Cot­tage Me­lo­dies, by Will­iam B. Brad­bu­ry & Syl­ves­ter Main (New York: Car­lton & Por­ter, F. J. Hunt­ing­ton, Ma­son Bro­thers, and E. Good­e­nough, 1859), num­ber 271.

Music: Var­až­din Fran­ces R. Ha­ver­gal (1836–1879) (🔊 pdf nwc).

Frances R. Havergal (1836–1879)


We are lit­tle pil­grims,
We are stran­gers here;
Though this world is plea­sant,
Sin is ev­er near.

We’ve a bet­ter coun­try,
Where there is no sin;
Where the sound of sor­row
Never com­eth in.

There are joy and sing­ing,
There, white rai­ment clean;
There the bless­èd Sav­ior
Ever may be seen.

There the Lord will wel­come,
With ex­tend­ed hand,
All His lit­tle pil­grims
To that hap­py land.

So shall we be rea­dy,
When this life is o’er,
To en­joy the glo­ries
Of that heav’n­ly shore.