Classic Poem

I'm a-rolling in Jesus' arms,
On the other side of Jordan,
I'm a-rolling in Jesus' arms.

One day when I was walking,
Along that lonesome road,
My Savior spoke unto me,
And filled my heart with love

He chose me for a watchman,
To blow the trumpet of God,
To join the weary traveler,
Along that heavenly road.

Why do you tarry, sinner,
Why do you wait so long?
Your Savior is a-waiting for you,
Why don't you come along?

You need not look for riches,
Nor either dress so fine,
The robe that Jesus gives you,
Outshines the glittering sun.