When I've Traveled My Last Mile

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 my hand
Hold to my hand
As over death's river I go;
Then safe I'll be
Safe I'll 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.