Smith & Dragoman - Sojourn lyrics

No one saw Him leave that night With little food or drink and wishing no return To leave behind this empty world A journey to the quiet of the realms of light Day after day His soul communed Without the noise the clamour of betraying hearts Traveling to Sar-Galú, the humble life Only dervish in the eyes of the learned Chorus “Though weariness lay Me low and hunger consume Me And the bare rock be My bed My fellows the beasts of the field I will not complain,...”* Two years would pa** without His grace To take away the tension and remove the doubt Then came the bidding to return To face a life the suffering only messengers are made to bear Chorus *(Bahá'u'lláh, Summons of the Lord of Hosts, p. 133)