Palms of Victory

Then palms of victory, crowns of glory

Palms of victory I shall wear

I saw a wayward traveler in tattered garments clad

And struggling up the mountain, it seemed that he was sad

His back was heavy laden, his strength was almost gone

Ηe shouted as he journeyed, "Deliverance will come!"

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!"

Then palms of victory, crowns of glory

Palms of victory I shall wear

I saw him in the evening, the sun was sinking low

He'd overtopped the mountain and reached the vale below

He saw that golden city, his ever lasting home

And shouted loud, "Hosanna! Deliverance will come!"

Then palms of victory, crowns of glory

Palms of victory I shall wear

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