I believe my steps are growing wearier each day Still I've got another 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 But if it proves to be his will that I am first to crawl And somehow I've a feeling it will be When it comes your times to travel likewise don't feel lost For I will be the first one that you 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 waters reaching for your hand Instrumental Through this life we labor hard to earn our meager fare It's causes 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 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