Lone pilgrim ; White pilgrim; Lonely tomb ; I came to the place where the lone pilgrim lay

voice ; Mrs. Miner Griffin Conway, Ark. 12/12/53 Reel 178 Item 7 The Lone Pilgrim I came to the place where the lone pilgrim lay, And pensively stood by the tomb; And in a low whisper, I heard something say, How sweetly I sleep here alone. The tempest may howl and the loud thunder roar, And gathering storms may arise, but calm is my feeling, at rest is my soul, The tears are all dried from my eyes. Coll. by M.C. Parler ; Funding for digitization provided by the Arkansas Humanities Council and the Happy Hollow Foundation.