1 Tho a pilgrim, a stranger, a beggar I be,
As here I go traveling on,
Tho dearest of friends will not listen to me,
And chide me for trusting God's Son;
Tho the world in its follow, its sin and its shame,
Neglectfully turns me away,
I still have my Savior,
O, praise His sweet name,
He hears ev'rything that I say.

Refrain:
I know somebody's list'ning,
And hears everything that I say.
I know somebody's answers
Ev'ry pray'r that I secretly pray.
I know somebody loves me,
And never will turn me away,
'Tis Jesus the Savior of Mount Calvary
And He hears ev'rything that I say.

2 Thru the troubles and trials and darkest of night
He speaks and I hear His kind voice,
Thru darkness He giveth me comfort and light,
He keeps me, in Him I rejoice;
What more could I ask when the shadows grow dim,
And kindred and loved ones betray,
What more could I cherish than Jesus the Friend,
Who hears ev'rything that I say. [Refrain]