I believe my steps are

growing wearier each day

Still I've got a journey on my mind

Lures of this old world have

ceased to make me want to stay

and my one regret is leaving you behind

If it proves to be his will

that I'm the first to go

And some how I've a feeling it will be

When it comes 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 waiting 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

Through this life we've laboured

hard to earn our meager fare

It's brought us trembling

hands and failing eyes

I'll just rest here on this

shore and turn my eyes away

And then you'll come

then we'll see paradise

And I'll be waiting on the

far side banks of Jordan

I'll be waiting 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

And I'll be waiting on the

far side banks of Jordan

I'll be waiting 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