I believe my steps are growing wearier each day I've got another journey on my mind Lures of this old world have ceased to make me wanna stay My one regret is leaving you behind.
If it proves to be His will, that I am first to cross And somehow I've a feeling it will be Oh, when it comes your time to travel likewise don't feel lost For I will be the first one that you'll see.
And I'll be waiting on the far side banks of Jordan I'll be sitting, drawing pictures in the sand And when I see you coming I will rise up with the shout And come running through the shallow waters reaching for your hand.
Through this life we've labored hard to earn our meager fare It's brought us trembling hands and failing eyes So I'll just rest here on this shore and turn my eyes away Until you come and we'll see paradise.
And I'll be waiting on the far side banks of Jordan I'll be sitting, drawing pictures in the sand And when I see you coming I will rise up with a shout And come running through the shallow waters reaching for your hand.