haxhi

i am a poor pilgrim of sorrow,
tossed out in this wide world alone
i have no promise of tomorrow
i've started to make heaven my home

i know i'm weak and unworthy
my heart is so prone to sin
but jesus, the savior almighty,
has promised to take me in

my mother has reached the bright glory
my father's still wand'ring in sin
my brothers and sisters won't own me
because i'm trying to get in

when friends and relations forsake me,
when troubles grow 'round me so high,
i think of the kind words of jesus
poor pilgrim, i am always nigh