1 Blessed be the day when I must roam
far from my country, friends, and home,
an exile, poor and mean;
my fathers' God will be my Guide,
will angel guards for me provide,
my soul, my soul in danger screen.
2 My God will lead me to a spot
where, all my cares and griefs forgot,
I shall enjoy sweet rest.
As pants for cooling streams the hart,
I languish for my heavenly part,
for God, for God, my Refuge blessed.
Source: Moravian Book of Worship #794
|First Line:||Blessed be the day when I must roam|
|Title:||Blessed Be the Day When I Must Roam (Moravian Emigrants' Hymn)|
|Notes:||The members of our Ancient Unity sang these words when bitter persecution compelled them to seek refuge and liberty of conscience in foreign countries.|
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|Moravian Book of Worship #794||Blessed Be the Day When I Must Roam (Moravian Emigrants' Hymn)||Blessed be the day when I must roam||INNSBRUCK||18.104.22.168.8.8. Iambic||Psalm 42; Psalm 46; Isaiah 58:11||1995||Journey | ; Parting | ; Travelers ||