Waiting for the Passport

1 I am waiting, only waiting,
I am waiting every day,
For my passport to that country
Where the pure and holy stay;
Where the air is always balmy,
And the sky is always clear,
And from myriad harps and voices
Music falls upon the ear.

Refrain:
Waiting! waiting! waiting every day
For my passport to that country,
Where the pure and holy stay.

2 Life has brought me much of sorrow,
Weary toil, and heavy loss,
And my feet oft slipped and faltered
While I bore sin’s heavy cross;
But I found the Rock of Ages,
All my hopes on Him I cast,
And He proves a sure foundation
That upholds me to the last. [Refrain]

3 Now my pilgrimage is ended,
All my labor is complete,
Fast the sands of time are slipping
From beneath my feeble feet;
But with calm and trustful spirit,
And a heart aglow with love,
I am waiting for my passport
To that better world above. [Refrain]

Source: The Cyber Hymnal #14752

• MIDI file from The Cyber Hymnal #14752