Palms Of Victory
I saw the wayward traveler, in garments tattered clad,
And traveling up the Mountain, it seemed that he was sad.
His back was laden heavy, his strength was almost gone,
But he shouted as he journeyed, deliver ance will come.
Chorus: Then palms of victory, crowns of glory,
Palms of victory I shall wear.
The summer sun was shining, the sweat was on his brow,
His garments worn and dusty, his step seemed very slow.
But he kept pressing onward, for he was wending home,
Still shouting as he journeyed, deliverance will come.
The songsters in the arbor, that stood beside the way,
Attracted his attention, invited his delay.
His watchword being Onwards, he stopped his ears and ran,
And shouted as he journeyed, deliverance will come.
I saw him in the evening, the sun was getting low,
He had overtopped the mounting, and reached the vale below.
He saw the golden city, his everlasting home,
And shouted hosanna, deliverance will come.
While gazing on the 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 has come
Palmas de la Victoria
Vi al viajero errante, vestido de harapos,
Y subiendo la montaña, parecía estar triste.
Su espalda cargada pesadamente, su fuerza casi se había ido,
Pero gritaba mientras viajaba, la liberación vendrá.
Coro: Entonces palmas de victoria, coronas de gloria,
Palmas de victoria llevaré.
El sol de verano brillaba, el sudor en su frente,
Sus ropas desgastadas y polvorientas, su paso parecía muy lento.
Pero seguía avanzando, porque iba rumbo a casa,
Aún gritando mientras viajaba, la liberación vendrá.
Los pájaros en la enredadera, que estaban junto al camino,
Atraían su atención, invitaban a detenerse.
Su lema era 'Adelante', tapó sus oídos y corrió,
Y gritaba mientras viajaba, la liberación vendrá.
Lo vi al atardecer, el sol estaba bajo,
Había superado la montaña y llegado al valle abajo.
Vio la ciudad dorada, su hogar eterno,
Y gritó hosanna, la liberación vendrá.
Mientras contemplaba la ciudad, justo sobre la estrecha corriente,
Una banda de santos ángeles llegó desde el trono de Dios,
Lo llevaron en sus alas seguras sobre la espuma que se estrellaba,
Y se unieron a él en su triunfo, ¡La liberación ha llegado!