Classic Poem

Don't be weary, traveller,
Come along home to Jesus.

My hand got wet with the midnight dew,
Come along home to Jesus,
Angels bear me witness too,
Come along home to Jesus.

Where to go I did not know,
Come along home to Jesus,
Ever since He freed my soul,
Come along home to Jesus.

I look at de worl' an' de worl' look new,
Come along home to Jesus.
I look at my hands an' they look so too,
Come along home to Jesus.