Bloodwashed Pilgrim

I saw a blood-washed pilgrim, A sinner saved by grace Upon the King's great highway With peaceful, shining face Temptations sore beset him But nothing would affright, He said, "The yoke is easy The burden, it is light" Palms of victory, crowns of glory, Palms of victory I shall wear His helmet was Salvation A simple faith, his shield And Righteousness his breast-plate The Spirit's sword he'd wield All fiery darts arrested And quenched their blazing flight He cried, "The yoke is easy The burden, it is light" Palms of victory, crowns of glory, Palms of victory I shall wear I saw him in the furnace He doubted not nor feared And in the flames beside him The Son of God appeared Though seven times 'twas heated With all the tempter's might He cried, "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 Until he crossed the threshold Of God's Eternal Life The Crown, the Throne, the Sceptre The Name, the Stone so white Were his, who found in Jesus The yoke and burden light Palms of victory, crowns of glory, Palms of victory I shall wear Palms of victory, crowns of glory, Palms of victory I shall wear Palms of victory I shall wear