A City Called Heaven

A City Called Heaven - Mahalia Jackson (玛哈利亚-杰克森)

I am a poor pilgrim of sorrow

And I'm left in this whole wide world

I'm left in this world alone

Lord I have no hope for tomorrow Lord

But I'm trying to make a heaven Lord my home

Well sometimes I am gonna fall

And Sometimes

I'm driven Lord sometimes I'm your child

I don't know which way I can run yes I can run

But I've heard of a city called heaven

And I'm striving to make heaven Lord my home