I am a poor pilgrim of sorrow
Tossed in this wide world alone
My brothers and sisters won't own me
They say that I'm weak and poor
But Jesus father the almighty
Has bade me to enter the door.
Chorus:
Sometimes I'm almost driven
Til I know not where to roam
I've heard of a city called Heaven
I've started to make it my home.
When friends and relations forsake me
And troubles grow around me so high
I think of the kind words of Jesus
"Poor pilgrim I always am nigh".
Chorus:
Sometimes I'm almost driven
Til I know not where to roam
I've heard of a city called Heaven
I've started to make it my home.
Oh soon I shall reach the bright glory
Where mortals no more do complain
The ship that will take me is coming
The captain is calling my name.
Chorus:
Sometimes I'm almost driven
Til I know not where to roam
I've heard of a city called Heaven
I've started to make it my home.
I've heard of a city called Heaven
I've started to make it my home.
About the Gospel Song Poor Pilgrim Of Sorrow
"Poor Pilgrim Of Sorrow" is also known as "A City Called Heaven". It is a traditional African-American spiritual song.
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