Now in my time of dying
I don't want nobody to mourn
All I want my friends to do
Come and fold my dying arms
Well, well, well
So I can die easy
Well, well, well
Well, well, well
So I can die easy
Jesus gonna make up my dying bed
Meet me Jesus, meet me
Won't you meet me in the middle of the air?
And if my wings should fail me, Lord
Won't you meet me with another pair?
Well, well, well
Come and meet me, Jesus
Well, well, well
Well, well, well
Come and meet me, Jesus
Jesus gonna make up my dying bed, come on
I'm going on down to the river
Stick my sword up in the sand
Gonna shout my troubles over
I done made it to the promised land
Well, well, well
I done crossed over
Well, well, well
Well, well, well
I done crossed over
Jesus gonna make up my dying bed
Ever since I've been acquainted with Jesus
We haven't spent a minute apart
He placed a receiver in my hand
True religion in my heart
Well, well, well
I can ring up Jesus
Well, well, well
Well, well, well
I can ring up my Jesus
Jesus gonna make up my dying bed
I'm going on down to the river
Stick my sword up in the sand
Gonna shout my troubles over
I done made it to the promised land
Well, well, well
I done crossed over
Well, well, well
Well, well, well
I done crossed over
Jesus gonna make up my dying bed
Jesus gonna make up my dying bed
