115
Not of This World
We are pilgrims in a strange land.
We are so far from our homeland.
With each passing day it seems so clear
This world will never want us here.
We're not welcome in this world of wrong;
We are foreigners who don't belong.
We are strangers; we aliens;
We are not of this world.
We are envoys; we must tarry
With this message we must carry.
There's so much to do before we leave,
With so many more who may believe
Our mission here can never fail,
And the gates of hell will not prevail.
We are foreigners who don't belong.
We are strangers; we aliens;
We are not of this world.

We are pilgrims in a strange land.
We are so far from our homeland.
With each passing day it seems so clear
This world will never want us here.
We're not welcome in this world of wrong;
We are foreigners who don't belong.
We are strangers; we aliens;
We are not of this world.

We are envoys; we must tarry
With this message we must carry.
There's so much to do before we leave,
With so many more who may believe
Our mission here can never fail,
And the gates of hell will not prevail.
We are foreigners who don't belong.
We are strangers; we aliens;
We are not of this world.


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