My Life

My life is almost over
The end is drawing near
The sound of angel wings
I faintly now can hear
My breath is getting weaker

My heart is beating slow
I hear the Master whisper
"My child its time to go"
I linger with my family
I watch them as they cry

I'm sorry for their suffering
As I bid this world good-bye
I'm starting on a journey
And soon it'll be complete
I'm crossing Jordan's river

I'll stop at Jesus' feet
I'll walk the streets of Heaven
The joy of love I'll share
I'll never know a heartache
No more pain I'll have to bear

I'll wait for my dear fancily
In this land of pure delight
And when their journey's starting
I'll guide them on their flight.