Classic Poem

O, you got to walk-a that lonesome valley,
You got to go there by yourself;
No one here to go there with you,
You got to go there by yourself.

When you walk-a that lonesome valley,
You got to walk it by yourself;
No one here may walk it with you,
You got to walk it by yourself.
When you reach the River Jordan,
You got to cross it by yourself;
No one here may cross it with you,
You got to cross it by yourself

When you face that judgment morning,
You got to face it by yourself;
No one here to face it for you,
You got to face it by yourself

Loud and strong your Master calling,
You got to answer by yourself;
No one here to answer for you,
You got to answer by yourself

You got to stand your trial in judgment,
You got to stand it...

Jordan's stream is strong and chilly,
You got to wade it...

When my dear Lord was hanging bleeding,
He had to hang there by Hisself;
No one there could hang there for Him,
He had to hand there by Hisself.

You got to join that Christian army,
You got to join it...

You got to live a life of service,
You got to live it...