Pilgrims and Strangers.
By P. H. Cady
THESE all died in faith * and confessed that they were strangers and pilgrims on the earth. Heb. xi, 13. A pilgrim and stranger, here sadly I roam,
But I look for a kingdom which soon is to come,
A home in that kingdom a mansion secure,
If I but prove faithful, hold fast and endure. A pilgrim and stranger, though foes should arise,
To hinder my progress to my home in the skies,
I'll meet them with courage and ne'er be afraid,
While Jesus is with me I'll ne'er be dismay'd. A pilgrim and stranger, I'll seek but to know
The will of my God, and thus daily to show
By example and precept, by word and by deed,
I'm striving his counsels and precepts to heed. A pilgrim and stranger, all vain show and pride,
And the lusts of the flesh must all be denied,
The honors of earth, its glory and fame
Are but drops when compared with Jesus' dear name. Though storms of temptation around me should rise,
To darken my prospects and cloud all my skies,
The Saviour has promised my foes to subdue;
A pilgrim and stranger, I'm resolved to go through. The shaking is coming, who will be prepared
To stand in the battle in the day of the Lord?
None but the true pilgrims and strangers to earth
Shall enter those mansions of heavenly birth. A pilgrim and stranger, oh then let me be,
And patiently suffer my dear Lord with thee;
Then with Ahra'm and Isaac, those pilgrims of old,
I shall reign with the Lamb in the city of gold.
P. H. CADY.