Sunday, September 2

A Stranger in a Strange Land - Exodus 2:22

We had a sermon today about being in the world but not of it, I am always thankful to be reminded of being a pilgrim, a stranger in the land.

Wayfaring Stranger-Selah

I am a poor wayfaring stranger
While traveling through this world below
There is no sickness, toil or danger
In that bright world to which I go

I know dark clouds will gather o’er me
I know the pathway’s rough and steep
But golden fields lie out before me
Where weary eyes no more shall weep

I’m going there to see my Father
I’m going there no more to roam
I am just going over Jordan
I am just going over home

I’ll soon be free from every trial
This form will rest beneath the sod
I’ll drop the cross of self-denial
And enter in my home with God

I’m going there to see my Savior
Who shed for me His precious blood
I am just going over Jordan
I am just going over home.


  1. That was a blessing. Thanks for sharing, Eileen!

    Your friend in the Lord Jesus,

  2. I'm so glad you liked it Carol, I love this group--Selah--and have all of their CD's.