Now in the time of dying

I don't want nobody to moan

All I want my friends to do

Come and fold my dying arms

Whoa Whoa well so I can die easy

Whoa Whoa well so I can die easy

Whoa Whoa 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 these wings should fail me Lord

Won't you meet me with another pair

Whoa whoa well won't you meet me Jesus

Whoa whoa well won't you meet me Jesus

Whoa whoa well won't you meet me Jesus

Jesus gonna make up my dying bed



I'm goin' on down to the river

Stick my sword up in the sand

Gonna shout my trouble's over Lord

I've done made it to the Promised Land

Whoa whoa well I've done crossed over

Whoa whoa well I've done crossed over

Whoa whoa well I've done crossed over

Jesus gonna make up my dying bed



Ever since I been acquainted with Jesus

We haven't been a minute apart

He placed a receiver in my hands

True religion in my heart

Whoa whoa well I can ring up my Jesus

Whoa whoa well I can ring up my Jesus

Whoa whoa well I can ring up Jesus

Jesus gonna make up my dying bed



Goin' on down to the river

Stick my sword up in the sand

Gonna shout my trouble's over

I've done made it to the Promised Land

Whoa whoa well I've done crossed over

Whoa whoa well I've done crossed over

Whoa whoa Jesus gonna make up my dying bed