341 THE LONE PILGRIM

341 THE LONE PILGRIM - Cooper

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I came to the place where the lone pilgrim lay,
And pensively stood by his tomb,
When in a low whisper I heard something say,
How sweetly he sleeps here alone!

The tempest may howl and the loud thunders roar,
And gathering storms may arise,
Yet calm are his feelings, at rest is his soul,
The tears are all wiped from his eyes.

The cause of his Master propelled him from home;
He bade his companions farewell;
He blessed his dear children, who for him now mourn;
In far distant regions they dwell.

He wandered an exile and stranger from home,
No kindred or relative nigh;
He met the contagion, and sank to the tomb,
His soul flew to mansions on high.

Oh tell his companion and children most dear
To weep not for him now he's gone;
The same hand that led him thro' scenes most severe
Has kindly assisted him home.

(And there is a crown that doth glitter and shine
That I shall forevermore wear,
Then turn to the Savior, his love's all divine,
All you that would dwell with me there.)