Great Song For Pilgrims

My friend Paul Mackay posted the following lyrics on his Just Rambling blog and dedicated them to me. Both Paul and I have suffered from a couple of bouts of cellulitis, we love Southern Gospel music and we have lots of other things in common. By the way, we're both skinny guys too. Oops, I stretched the truth.

These lyrics are excellent for pilgrims like me and you. Enjoy them!

A Haven Called Heaven

I’ve journeyed a lifetime, in search of a city
A haven of rest, for my tired soul
By faith I have seen it, just o’er the Horizon
From all I can tell, it sure looks like Home!

Verse 2

The winds of temptation will not blow against me
The rains of defeat, won’t beat on my face
I’ll not run for shelter, I’ll be safe forever
For nothing can harm me, there in that place!

Chorus:

There’s a Haven Called Heaven, a place for the weary!
Where those with a burden, can lay down their load;
I will rest from my labor, in the arms of my Savior,
In that Haven Called Heaven, at the end of the road.

I will rest from my labor, in the arms of my Savior,
In that Haven Called Heaven, at the end of the road.