Deliverance Will Come

Verse 1

I saw a wayworn trav'ler In tatter'd garments clad, And struggling up the mountain It seem'd that he was sad; His back was laden heavy, His strength was almost gone, Yet he shouted as he journeyed, Deliverance will come.

Chorus

Then palms of victory, crowns of glory Palms of victory I shall bear.

Verse 2

The summer sun was shining, The sweat was on his brow, His garments worn and dusty, His step seem'd very slow; But he kept pressing onward, For he was wending home; Still shouting as he journeyed, Deliverance will come.

Verse 3

The songsters in the arbor, That stood beside the way, Attracted his attention, Inviting his delay; His watchword being "Onward!" He stopped his ears and ran, Still shouting as he journeyed, Deliverance will come.

Verse 4

I saw him in the evening, The sun was bending low, He'd overtopped the mountain, And reached the vale below: He saw the golden city, His everlasting home, And shouted loud, Hosanna, Deliverance will come!

Verse 5

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!

Verse 6

I heard the song of triumph They sang upon that shore, Saying, Jesus has redeemed us To suffer nevermore; Then, casting his eyes backward On the race which he had run, He shouted loud, Hosanna, Deliverance has come!