African American Spiritual, performed by MUSE, Cincinnati’ Women’s Choir
Video Credit: Kathy ZB
Lyrics: “City Called Heaven”
I am a poor pilgrim of sorrow, I’m tossed in this wide world alone
No hope have I for tomorrow, I’ve started to Heaven my homeSometimes I am tossed and I’m driven, Lord
Sometimes I don’t know where to roam
I’ve heard of a city called Heaven
I’ve started to make it my homeMy mother has reached that pure glory
My father’s still walkin’ in sin
My brother and sister won’t own me
Because I’m tryin’ to get in
No hope have I for tomorrow, I’ve started to Heaven my homeSometimes I am tossed and I’m driven, Lord
Sometimes I don’t know where to roam
I’ve heard of a city called Heaven
I’ve started to make it my homeMy mother has reached that pure glory
My father’s still walkin’ in sin
My brother and sister won’t own me
Because I’m tryin’ to get in
Sometimes I am tossed and I’m driven, Lord
Sometimes I don’t know where to roam
I’ve heard of a city called Heaven
I’ve started to make it my home
Sometimes I am tossed and I’m driven, Lord
Sometimes I don’t know where to roam
I’ve heard of a city called Heaven
I’ve started to make it my home