Poetry About Jesus and Salvation 

A Stranger And A Pilgrim

  

A Stranger And A Pilgrim

I'm a stranger and a pilgrim

in this world that I plod

Watching and waiting to enter

my home that is built by God

Though I cannot see my eternal home

I know that it is there

Fashioned and designed

with my Father's utmost love and care

My eternal dwelling place is in a country

so very rich and grand

I pray the Lord hasten the day

when he'll lead me there by his hand

There is nothing in this world

that would ever make me want to stay

I'm just traveling through

On my way to a much more glorious day

Hebrews 11:13 These all died in faith, not having received the promises, but having seen them afar off, and were persuaded of them, and embraced them, and confessed that they were strangers and pilgrims on the earth.

@Copyright 2011, by Cindy Wyatt. All rights reserved. 

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