Mahalia Jackson - A City Called Heaven lyrics

I am a poor pilgrim of sorrow And I'm left in this whole wide world I'm left in this world alone I have no hope for tomorrow, Lord But I'm trying to make heaven, Lord, my home, my home Well, sometimes, I am gonna fall, Lord And I'm driven, sometimes, I'm your child I don't know which way I can run, yes I can run But I've heard of a city called heaven And I'm striving to make heaven my home