
Far Side Banks Of Jordan (Cover)
This song is a gospel song written many years ago. I no longer subscribe to religion, which in itself is another story, but occasionally I do play some gospel music as it’s where I got my start and I particularly find this song to be pretty as it’s more of a love song.
I believe my steps are
Growing wearyer each day
Still I’ve got a journey on my mind
Lures of this old world
Have ceased to make me want to stay
But 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 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
Waters reaching for your hand
Through this life we labor hard
To earn our meager fare
And it’s brought us trembling hands and failing eyes
So I’ll just rest here on this shore
And turn my eyes away and when you come
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 come running through the shallow
Waters reaching for your hand
I believe my steps are
Growing wearyer each day
Still I’ve got a journey on my mind
Lures of this old world
Have ceased to make me want to stay
But 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 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
Waters reaching for your hand
Through this life we labor hard
To earn our meager fare
And it’s brought us trembling hands and failing eyes
So I’ll just rest here on this shore
And turn my eyes away and when you come
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 come running through the shallow
Waters reaching for your hand
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