Some day when I've traveled my last mile here, The call will be coming for me; I'll enter the lifeboat that will be near To carry me over the sea.
He'll hold my hand my hand Hold to my hand As over death's river I go; Then safe I'll be Safe I'll shall be In beautiful heaven I know.
My bark shall sail safely tho' waves dash high, For Jesus will be at my side; He'll still the rough waters when by and by I'm crossing the river so wide.
I'm ready to go to that golden shore To live there while ages shall roll; I want to see Jesus and saints of yore In heaven the home of the soul.