: (Homer Morris) Well lordy I shall not be, I shall not be moved I shall not be, I shall not be moved Just like a tree that's growin' in the meadow (
: [Chorus: ] Do Lord, O, Do Lord, O do remember me, Do Lord, O, Do Lord, O do remember me, Do Lord, O, Do Lord, O do remember me, Way beyond the blue
: I have heard of a land on the far away strand 'Tis a beautiful home of the soul Built by Jesus on high, there we never shall die 'Tis a land where
: Brightly beams our father's mercy from his lighthouse evermore But to us he gives the keeping of the lights along the shore (Let the lower lights be
: Some glad morning when this life is over, I'll fly away. To a home on God's celestial shore, I'll fly away. I'll fly away, O Glory, I'll fly away
: I am a pilgrim and a stranger Travelling through this wearisome land I've got a home in that yonder city, good lord And it's not, not made by hand
: Once my soul was astray from the heavenly way I was wretched and blind as could be But my Savior in love gave me peace from above When he reached down
: On Jordan's stormy banks I stand, And cast a wishful eye To Canaan's fair and happy land, Where my possessions lie. I am bound for the promised land
: (Albert E. Brumley) Soon we'll come to the end of life's journey And perhaps never meet anymore Till we gather in heaven's bright city Far away on
: Just as I am without one plea but that Thy blood was shed for me And that Thou bid'st me come to Thee Oh lamb of God I come I come Just as I am and
: I come to the garden alone While the dew is still on the roses And the voice I hear, falling on my ear The Son of God discloses And he walks with me
: (Rebecca Lynn Howard) Softly and tenderly,Jesus is calling Calling for you and for me See,on the portals he's waiting and watching Watching for you
: There's a land that is fairer than day, And by faith we can see it afar; For the Father waits over the way To prepare us a dwelling place there.
: When the trumpet of the Lord shall sound, and time shall be no more, And the morning breaks, eternal, bright and fair; When the saved of earth shall
: (William M. Golden) To Canaan's land I'm on my way Where the soul (of man) never dies My darkest night will turn to day Where the soul (of man) never
[Chorus: ] Do Lord, O, Do Lord, O do remember me, Do Lord, O, Do Lord, O do remember me, Do Lord, O, Do Lord, O do remember me, Way beyond the blue.
I am a pilgrim and a stranger Travelling through this wearisome land I've got a home in that yonder city, good lord And it's not, not made by hand I
On Jordan's stormy banks I stand, And cast a wishful eye To Canaan's fair and happy land, Where my possessions lie. I am bound for the promised land
