歌词
I saw a wayworn traveler
In tattered garments clad
And struggling up the mountain
It seemed that He was sad
His back was laden heavy
His strength was almost gone
But he shouted as he journeyed
"Deliverance will come!"
Then palms of victory
Crowns of glory
Palms of victory
I shall wear
The summer sun was shining
The sweat was on His brow
His garments worn and dusty
His steps seemed mighty slow
But he kept pressing onward
For He was going home
Still shouting as he journeyed
"Deliverance will come"
Then palms of victory
Crowns of glory
Palms of victory
I shall wear
I saw Him in the evening
The sun was sinking low
He'd overcome the mountain
And reached the vale below
He saw that golden city
His everlasting home
And he shouted loud "Hosanna!"
"Deliverance has come!"
Then palms of victory
Crowns of glory
Palms of victory
I shall wear
While gazing on that city
Just o'er the narrow flood
A band of holy angels
Came from the throne of God
They bore Him on their pinions
Safe o'er the dashing foam
And joined Him in His triumph
Deliverance had come
Then palms of victory
Crowns of glory
Palms of victory
I shall wear
Then palms of victory
Crowns of glory
Palms of victory
I shall wear
