by winka » Tue Feb 10, 2009 8:34 am
Far Side Banks Of Jordan
I believe my steps are growing wearier each day!
Still I've got a journey on my mind.
Lures of this ol' 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 am first to go,
And somehow I've a feeling it will be.
When it comes your time to travel,
Likewise, don't you feel alone.
For I will be the first one that you see.
I'll be waiting on the far side bank 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 labored hard, to learn our meager fare.
It's brought us trembling hands, and failing eyes.
I'll just rest here on the shore, and turn my eyes away.
Until you come to New Sea Paradise!
Chorus"¦.
Far Side Banks Of Jordan
I believe my steps are growing wearier each day!
Still I've got a journey on my mind.
Lures of this ol' 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 am first to go,
And somehow I've a feeling it will be.
When it comes your time to travel,
Likewise, don't you feel alone.
For I will be the first one that you see.
I'll be waiting on the far side bank 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 labored hard, to learn our meager fare.
It's brought us trembling hands, and failing eyes.
I'll just rest here on the shore, and turn my eyes away.
Until you come to New Sea Paradise!
Chorus"¦.