I’m on my way to greet my master And shake his hand when I die. I’m on my way to john sweet Jesus In his mansion beyond on high.
I’m on my way to escape man’s woes Where the faithful rise to tell their story. Following the path of love and compliance. Guided by God’s magnificence and glory.
As I journey to and from all I love It hurts to say my absolute goodbye. I’m on my way to divine fulfillment But for those left behind, “I cry”.