WE’RE JUST PILGRIMS, Harry Presley

Earth is not our habitation

For our home is in the sky

Heaven is our destination

We’re just pilgrims passing by.

 

All our thoughts to God are given

As our journey we pursue

Going to our home in Heaven

We’re just pilgrims passing thru.

 

All our hopes and our desires

Upward are to heaven drawn

By the light His word inspires

We’re just pilgrims passing on.

 

This is just a visitation

We on earth as strangers roam

To a waiting celebration

We’re just pilgrims going home.

This is one of my favorite poems by Harry.  I added the picture from Google Images. 

Leon Brashear