The Helper in Sacred Song ‎#54

54. A Land Without a Storm

1 Trav’ler, whither art thou going
Heedless of the clouds that form?
Nought to me the wind’s rough blowing,
Mine's a land without a storm;
And I'm going, yes, I'm going
To that land that has no storms,
I am going, yes I'm going
To the land that has no storms.

Refrain:
We are going, yes, we’re going,
Soon the glorious day will dawn;
We are going, yes, we’re going
To the land without a storm.

2 Trav’ler, art thou here a stranger,
Not to fear the tempests pow’r?
I have not a tho’t of danger,
Tho’ the sky more darkly lower,
For I'm going, yes, I'm going
To that land that has no storms,
For I'm going, yes I'm going
To the land that has no storms. [Refrain]

3 Trav’ler, now a moment linger,
Soon the darkness will be o'er.
No! I see a beck’ning finger,
Guiding to a far off shore;
And I'm going, yes, I'm going
To that land that has no storms,
I am going, yes I'm going
To the land that has no storms. [Refrain]

4 Trav’ler, yonder narrow portal
Opens to receive thy form:
Yes! and I shall be immortal
In that Land without a storm;
And I'm going, yes, I'm going
To that land that has no storms,
I am going, yes I'm going
To the land that has no storms. [Refrain]

Text Information

• First Line: Trav'ler, whither art thou going
• Title: A Land Without a Storm
• Author: Kate Cameron
• Refrain First Line: We are going, yes, we're going
• Publication Date: 1889

Tune Information

• Name: [Trav'ler, whither art thou going]
• Composer: Laban Solomon