Wayworn Traveler is from "Deliverance will come" by John B. Matthias in 1836. It was first recorded by Uncle Dave Macon in 1926. Here's some info:

DELIVERANCE WILL COME (AKA "THE WAYWORN TRAVELER")

HEDY WEST: ... a once popular religious song which tells in compression the same story as Bunyan's "Pilgrim's Progress" and which was often printed in pre-Civil War songsters and hymnals in both German and English. It was sometimes attributed to the Methodist circuit-riding preacher John B. Matthias (1767-1848). WAYWORN TRAVELER was several times recorded on hillbilly discs in the 1920s and 1930s. My grandmother heard it and sang it in church when she was a child. It may also have been one of the hymns she heard sung by the community of Germans who had immigrated to Gilmer County, Georgia, around 1900. In church they sang in German while everyone else sang simultaneously in English....
The tune of this hymn was used by Bob Dylan for his own Paths of Victory. In the 1880s, the tune was also used by the "People's PLISTEN for a song depicting the plight of the American Farmer, "Pans of Biscuits."

DELIVERANCE WILL COME Uncle Dave Macon, 1926

I saw a wayworn traveler in tattered garments clad,
And struggling up the mountain, it seemed that he was sad.
His back was laden heavy, his strength was almost gone,
Yet he shouted as he journeyed ''Deliverance will come!"

CHORUS: Then palms of victory, crowns of glory,
Palms of victory I shall wear.

The songstress in the arbor, that stood beside the way,
Attracted his attention, inviting his delay.
His watchword being "Onward!" he stopped his ears and ran,
Still shouting as he journeyed, ''Deliverance will come!"

I saw him in the evening, the sun was bending low,
He'd over-topped the mountain and reached the vale below.
He saw the golden city, his everlasting home,
And shouted loud, ''Hosanna, deliverance has come!"

I heard the song of triumph they sang upon that shore,
Saying, ''Jesus has redeemed us to suffer nevermore.''
Then casting his eyes back-ward on the race that he had run,
He shouted loud, ''Hosanna, deliverance has come!"


VERSION #2
Lyrics as recorded by The Original Carter Family, New York, NY, Jun 8, 1936
(Decca De 5240); transcribed by Manfred Helfert.

I saw a wayworn traveler in tattered garments clad,
And struggling up the mountain, it seemed that he was sad.
His back was laden heavy, his strength was almost gone,
It [sic] shouted as he journeyed, ''Deliverance will come!"
CHORUS:
Then palms of victory, crowns of glory,
Palms of victory I shall wear.
The summer sun was shining, the sweat was on his brow,
His garments worn and dusty, his step seemed very slow.
But he kept pressing onward, for he was wending home,
Still shouting as he journeyed, "Deliverance will come!"
The songstress in the arbor, that stood beside the way,
Attracted his attention, inviting his delay.
His watchword being "Onward!" he stopped his ears and ran,
Still shouting as he journeyed, ''Deliverance will come!"
While gazing on that city, just o'er that narrow flood (?),
A band of holy angels came from the throne of God.
They bore him on their pinions, they bore the dashing foam,
And joined him in his triumph, "Deliverance has come!"



THE WAYWORN TRAVELER- Carter Family 1936

I saw a wayworn traveler, in tattered garments clad
And struggling up the mountain, it seemed that he was sad
His back was laden heavy, his strength was almost gone
Yet shouted as he journeyed, Deliverance will come

    Then palms of victory, crowns of Glory
    Palms of victory I shall wear

The summer sun was shining, the sweat was on his brow
His garments worn and dusty, his steps seemed very slow
But he kept pressing onward for he was wending home
Still shouting as he journeyed, Deliverance will come

    Then palms of victory, crowns of Glory
    Palms of victory I shall wear
    [INSTRUMENTAL BREAK]

The songsters in the arbor that stood beside the way
Attracted his attention, inviting his delay
His watchword being onward, he stopped his ears and ran
Still shouting as he journeyed, Deliverance will come

    Then palms of victory, crowns of Glory
    Palms of victory I shall wear

While gazing on that city just o'er that narrow flood
A band of holy angels came from the throne of God
They bore him on their pinions before the dashing foam
And joined him in his triumph, Deliverance has come

    Then palms of victory, crowns of Glory
    Palms of victory I shall wear

DELIVERANCE WILL COME- Matthais (from a web-site on-line)

I saw a way-worn traveler
In tattered garments clad,
And struggling up the mountain,
It seemed that he was sad;
His back was laden heavy,
His strength was almost gone,
Yet he shouted as he journeyed,
Deliverance will come.

The summer sun was shining,
The sweat was on his brow,
His garments worn and dusty,
His steps seemed very slow:
But he kept on pressing onward,
For he was wending home;
Still shouting as he journeyed,
Deliverance will come.

The tempter in the arbor,
That stood beside the way,
Attracted his attention,
Inviting his delay:
His watchword being "Onward!"
He stopped his ears and ran,
Still shouting as he journeyed,
Deliverance will come.

I saw him in the evening,
The sun was bending low,
He'd overtopped the mountain,
And reached the vale below:
He saw the golden city,
His everlasting home,
And shouted loud, Hosanna,
Deliverance will come!

While gazing on that city,
Just o'er the narrow flood,
A band of holy angels
Came from the throne of God:
They bore him to the Savior,
Safe o'er the dashing foam;
And joined him in his triumph,
Deliverance has come!

I heard the song of triumph
They sang upon that shore,
Saying, Jesus has redeemed us
To suffer nevermore:
Then, casting his eyes backward
On the race which he had run,
He shouted loud, Hosanna,
Deliverance has come!