The road I walk is dark and dim
Heavy burdens, a weight of sin
I stumble on, I make my way
When shall I find my resting place?

Yet in the dark I see a glow
A distant light down the road
Far and faded yet maybe
Closer still, I draw to Thee

Closer still in the morning
Closer still in the east
I am a pilgrim and I'm walking
Closer still, I draw to Thee

I wear these scars like heavy leather
I wear these tears like pretty lace
Through the shame of stormy weather
To the cross I find Your grace

There is a fountain for the weary
There is forgiveness on Your breath
'Til then I'm on that straight and narrow
Until I find my place to rest

Closer still in the morning
Closer still in the east
I am a pilgrim and I'm walking
Closer still, I draw to Thee

I am a pilgrim and I'm walking
Closer still, I draw to Thee