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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. All lyrics, arrangements, music are the copyright of their respective owners and are provided here only to praise God and for educational purposes. |
Words and music
by Bob Hartman |
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