The more I think about it, then the more I want to go.
There's a lot of troubles an dsorrows here below.
I'm longing for that homeland where the crystal waters flow,
And the more I think about it, the more I want to go.
1. I'm just a weary pilgrim traveling through this troubled land.
My home is over Jordan where there's peace on every hand.
For me this world holds nothing and it soon shall pass away,
And the more I think about it, then the less I want to stay.
2. I read in the Bible of a place the Lord prepared,
And I think of all my loved ones who are waiting for me there.
Oh, I get all excited and I know it won't be long