Far Side Banks of Jordan

I believe my steps are growing wearier each day Still i got another journey on my mind Lures of this old world have ceased to make me wanna stay And my one regret is leaving you behind. But if it proves to be his will that I am first to cross And somehow  I'll be feeling  it will be When it comes your time to travel  like wise 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 a shout And come running through the shallow water 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 then we'll see paradise.