FEMALE PILGRIM Words anonymous, in Family Hymns (New York: American Tract Society, 1835, also in Dover Selection, 1828) Tune: Warrenton, Sacred Harp, p. 145 Whither goest thou, Pilgrim stranger Passing thro' this darksome vale? Know'st thou not 'tis full of danger, And will not thy courage fail? I am bound for the kingdom, Will you go to glory with me? Hallelujah, Praise the Lord. Pilgrim thou dost justly call me, Wand'ring o'er this waste so wide; Yet no harm will e'er befall me, While I'm bless'd with such a Guide. Such a Guide! no guide attends thee, Hence for thee my fears arise; If a guiardian pow'r befriend thee, 'Tis unseen by mortal eyes. Yes, unseen--but still, believe me, Such a Guide my steps attends; He'll in ev'ry strait relieve me; He from ev'ry harm defends. Pilgim! see that stream before thee, Darkly winding thro' the vale; Should its deadly waves roll o'er thee, Would not then thy courage fail? No, that stream has nothing frightful, To its brink my steps I bend, There to plunge will be delightful-- There my pilgrimage will end. While I gazed, with speed surprising, Down the stream she plunged from sight; Gazing still, I saw her rising, Like an angel, cloth'd with light.