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