1)
God's children to long have been burdened,
they are longing for Heaven's green shore.
Where their heartaches, are left far behind them.
And our burdens we'll carry no more.
Chorus
Come morning we'll walk by the river.
We'll rest neath the evergreen tree.
So I'll carry my cross thru the midnight.
Come morning there's glory for me.
2)
Well sometimes I'm despised and rejected.
And I question Oh Father how long,
but I take one more look at Mt. Calvery.
And it gives me the strenght to go on.