“I want to cross over to see my Lord!”

“Get Away, Jordan” by Dorothy Love Coates (1928-2002)

Get away, Jordan!
Get away, O chilly Jordan!
Get away, Jordan!
Yes, I want to cross over to see my Lord!

I promised the Lord if He would set me free…
Yes, I want to cross over to see my Lord.
I’d go until I find out what the end might be…
Yes, I want to cross over to see my Lord.

One day, one day I was walking along…
Yes, I want to cross over to see my Lord.
You know I heard a voice, but I saw no one…
Yes, I want to cross over to see my Lord.

You know the voice I heard sounded so sweet…
Yes, I want to cross over to see my Lord.
It came down from my head to the soul of my feet…
Yes, I want to cross over to see my Lord.

Get away, Jordan!
Get away, O chilly Jordan!
Get away, Jordan!
Yes, I want to cross over to see my Lord!

You know, one of these mornings—it won’t be long…
Yes, I want to cross over to see my Lord.
You gonna look for me, child, and I’ll be gone…
Yes, I want to cross over to see my Lord.

A few more risings and setting of the sun…
Yes, I want to cross over to see my Lord.
This ol’ battle be fought, the victory won…
Yes, I want to cross over to see my Lord.

You know the friends that I used to love so dear…
Yes, I want to cross over to see my Lord.
They’ve gone on to Glory and left me down here…
Yes, I want to cross over to see my Lord.

When my feet get cold, my eyes are shut,
My body been chilled by the hands of death,
Tongue glued to the roof of my mouth,
Hands are folded across my breast,
You don’t have to worry ’bout the way I fare,
God Almighty done told me He’d be right there.
Lift me on His mighty wings of love,
Carry my soul to the heavens up above.
Jordan may be deep and wide,
But I told mother I’d see her on the other side.

Get away, Jordan!
Get away, O chilly Jordan!
Get away, Jordan!
Yes, I want to cross over to see my Lord!