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A stranger I lived in the world A foreigner like my forefathers
A pilgrim in my attitude In my thoughts and my desires
A Stranger, I have no one to Unload on him, my thoughts so true
The people do not like my roots Nor do they understand my end
In craze arise the multitude In maddening noise without an end
And I remain in solitude Serenity in my heart felt
A stranger, I can find no home Nor a corner to rest alone
I cast away the world's pleasures Ignoring her callings to me
I went, I dragged away my things Away from their merry-makings
My heart silent, indifferent To all they think is important
My listening will never yield To loud and worldly conversing
I wander off all on my own So happy to be in the vast
With my timbrel and my cymbal And melodies of praise I sing
And now comes the holy moment In which I Retreat with my King
I roam about as a spirit Invisible to on-lookers
The world alien I am to it A foreigner like my forefathers
My existence is a triumph No wealth, power to disturb me
No house is here to delay me Nor any friend or family
And with me are sweet verses And great proverbs to console me
The Bible here my only lamp And nothing else to concern me
I do not know of any fear Nor any bonds that hinder me
No longer does the world rule me Against me and at times for me
No longer does the world rule me Against me and at times for me
I say to every enemy Who only wants to seduce me
Beware that now I am alive A stranger as were my fathers