The Traveler's Song
words and music by Abigail Miller

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 memory,
And all this life is history long past.
I'll set my foot on Heaven'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.


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