At negrospirituals.com (Spirituals Workshop, Paris, France), this version is offered.

Lyr. Add: CITY CALLED HEAVEN

I am a poor pilgrim of sorrow
I'm tossed in this wide world alone
No hope I have for tomorrow
I've stared to heav'n my home.

Sometimes I'm tossed and driven, Lord,
Sometimes I don't know where to roam
I've heard of a city called heaven
I've started to make it my home.

My mother reached that pure glory
My father's still walkin' in sin
My brothers and sisters won't own me
Because I am tryin' to get in.

Source not given.

Jessye Norman also used the title "City Called Heaven."

Lyr. Add: CITY CALLED HEAVEN

(Spoken)
I am a poor pilgrim of sorrow
I've come to this great land alone
I've heard of a city called heaven
And I've started to make heaven my home.

Sometimes I'm tossed and driven
Sometimes I don't know where to roam
But I've heard of a cith called heaven
And I've started to make heaven my home.

My mother has reahed that pure glory
My father still walkin' in sin
My brothers and sisters don't own me
'Cause I'm tryin' to make it on in.

Sometimes I'm tossed and driven
Sometimes I don't know where to roam
But I've heard of a city called heaven
And I've started to make heaven my home.

Sometimes I'm tossed and driven
Sometimes I don't know where to roam
But I've heard of a city called heaven
And I've started to make heaven my home.

(Moanin')

From her Amazing Grace album, Phillips 432 546-2

Lyr. Add: I'm Going to make Heaven My Home

A many long year through this world I have roamed
Not thinking of the daylight to come
But now I have changed and I want the world to know
That I'm going to make Heaven my home.

Chorus
I'm going to make heaven my home, sweet home
I'm left in this world all alone
No mother or dad, I've lost all I had
And I'm going to make heaven my home.

The nights seem so lonely around the cabin home
No mother left to guide us along
But on that glorious day I'll take her by the hand
For I'm going to make heaven my home.

There's things in this old world that's so hard to understand
Why you have to lose the one that you love so
But it's wonderful to know when you leave this world below
That you're going to make heaven your home.

Source not given.
http://www.risknet.or.jp/~montoya/BG/I/Im_going_to_make_Heaven_my_home.html

Lyr. Add: PO' PILGRIM OF SORROW, or, City called heaven

I am a po' pilgrim of sorrow, I'm tossed in this wide world alone
No hope have I for tomorrow I started to make heaven my home
Sometimes I am storm-tossed an' driven
Sometimes I don't know where to roam
I heard of a Heaven called an' I started to make it my home.(?)

My mother has reached that pure glory,
My father is still walking in sin
My brothers and sisters won't own me
Because I'm tryin' to get in.

Dr Oral Moses (base baritone), Zion Baptist Church.
www.africanamericanspirituals.com/song5.htm