I am a sojourner, my days like a shadow,
there is no expectation of remaining.
I am a stranger, looked on as a outsider,
“You're not from around here are you?”
I am an alien, my allegiance to another,
my home a different place, always leaving here.
I am a pilgrim, with those from all nations,
yearning for and on my way to sacred Zion.
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