"When I Travel My Last Mile (He Will Hold My Hand)"
Some day when I've traveled my last mile here,
The call will be coming for me;
I'll enter the lifeboat that will be near
To carry me over the sea.
He'll hold my hand
(Hold to my hand)
As over death's river I go;
Then safe I'll be
(Safe I shall be)
In beautiful heaven I know.
My bark shall sail safely tho' waves dash high,
For Jesus will be at my side;
He'll still the rough waters when by and by
I'm crossing the river so wide.
I'm ready to go to that golden shore
To live there while ages shall roll;
I want to see Jesus and saints of yore
In heaven the home of the soul.