HP Lovecraft - Wayfaring Stranger lyrics

I am a poor wayfaring stranger Travelling through this world of woe; And there's no sickness, toil, no danger In that bright land to which I go. I'm going there to meet my brothers, And from that land we'll find a way; I'm just a poor wayfaring stranger, Looking for a brighter day. One of these mornings and it won't be long All men will rise, stand side by side; Than hand in hand we'll stand together, Vibrations calling all mankind. I'm going there to meet my brothers, And from that land we'll find a way; I'm just a poor wayfaring stranger, Looking for a brighter day. Brighter day Brighter day Brighter day