Palms of Victory

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I saw a wayward traveler 
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In tattered garments clad
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And struggling up the mountain
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It seemed that he was sad
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His back was heavy laden
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His strength was almost gone
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Still he shouted as he journeyed
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Deliverance will come 
 
Chorus
 
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Then Palms of Victory
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Crowns of glory
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Palms of victory 
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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 going 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 "Onward!", he stopped his ears and ran 
Still shouting as he journeyed, "Deliverance will come!"
 
I saw him in the evening, the sun was bending low 
He had overtopped the mountain, and reached the vale below 
He saw the golden city, his everlasting home 
And shouted loud, "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!"