I am a poor pilgrim of sorrow I'm lossed in this wide world alone No hope I have for to morrow I've started to make heav'n my home meaning byBelCufee This is "Poor Pilgrim of Sorrow". It's not "Heaven" See all Sometimes I am tossed and driven, Lord, Sometimes I don't know where to roam but I've heard of a city called heaven and I've started to make it my home My mother has reached that pure glory My father's still livin in sin My brother and sister won't own me cause I am tryin' so hard to get in