##(Verse 1)
How hard it is on the heart sometimes
When traveling on this treacherous and narrow path
But I continue to walk with you, my Savior
How you instructed me to walk after You

##(Verse 2)
I am a stranger and prisoner in a foreign land
Not loved by anyone, and by everyone forgotten
My harp is hanging from the willow tree
My song is dying, the strings sound not

##(Verse 3)
And often it happens, how cries an infant,
Like so, I lament and in mourning I pray
And to the glorious homeland, which I dearly love
With all my heart, soul, and spirit, I look forward

##(Verse 4)
In the azure sky, where the sun rises
There, to the skies, I direct my glance
There, the tired traveler will find his shelter
Where everyones desired peace

##(Verse 5)
And an unearthly song will sound 'on air,'
With that heavenly song I will join my voice
But for now, as a wanderer and prisoner on this earth
I just sing my sad song...