The Pilgrim’s Plea

His soul borne down by sorrow’s load The pilgrim treads life’s weary road, Assailed by doubts and fears. But when sin thrusts him side to side And tempts his heart with lofty pride He calls on one who hears. His King, the Rock on whom he stands The Cornerstone, the Son of man, The Triune God, his Lord; The loving Shepherd of the sheep Who knows their names and ever keeps Their souls from snare and sword. And though the pilgrim’s body fails And falls upon that lonely trail E’en...