Doyle Lawson & Quicksilver Follow

I am ever pressing onward
to a home that's built on high
and where all is peace and gladness,
and the soul will never die
there to meet with dearly loved ones
and the friends gone on before
who are waiting for my coming
over on the golden shore

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Won't it be happy meeting
when the saints go marching in
there to be a home forever
with the soul's eternal friend
I shall be among that number
as they gather on the strand
glory, glory hallelujah
I shall take them by the hand

Here I'll meet with many trials
as I travel on my way
but the love of my dear savior
turns the darkness into day
I can almost hear the voices
of the happy blood-bought band
singing praises to my savior
over in the glory land

Chorus

As the time is drawing nearer
for my spirit to depart
I am waiting and I'm longing
for the gospel train to start
for I know when life is ended
and across the great divide
I shall meet my loving savior
over on the glory side

Chorus