The Travelers Song by Abigail Miller Lyrics

I’d like a house outside of town
Away from all that traffic sound
A quiet place where I could drown in thought
A place to gather reveries, to rest my mind upon the breeze
And look upon the treasures time has brought…

Chorus:
But my Savior walked upon the crowded byways
Along the highways, He made His way
And the servant must be ever as his Master
To follow after, to serve and pray

Someday there’ll be a rest for me
When time is just a mеmory
And all this life is history long past
I’ll set my foot on Heavеn’s shore
Where sin and sadness are no more
And then I’ll know I’ve reached my home at last

Chorus
Tag: So I’ll walk with Him upon the crowded byways
Along the highways, I’ll go His way
For the servant must be ever as her Master
To follow after, to serve and pray
I’ll follow after, I’ll serve and pray