Bloodwashed Pilgrim

I saw a blood washed pilgrim, a sinner saved by grace
Up on the King's great highway, with peaceful shining face
Temptations sore beset him, but nothing could a fright
He said the yoke is easy, the burden it is light

There palms of victory, crowns of glory
Palms of victory I shall wear

I saw him in the furnace, he neither doubted nor feared
And in the flames beside him the Son of God appeared
Though seven times 'twas heated, with all the tempters might
He said the yoke is easy, the burden it is light

Mid storms, and clouds, and trials, In prison, at the stake
He leaped for joy, rejoicing, 'Twas all for Jesus' sake
That God should count him worthy, Was such supreme delight
He cried, "The yoke is easy, The burden is so light."

I saw him overcoming, through all the swelling strife
I saw him cross the threshold of God's eternal life
The crown, the throne the scepter, the name
The stone so white for those who are found in Jesus
The burden it is light