Praise The Lord
The Imperials
3:36I hear a sweet voice calling From a distant shore A sound that's so familiar A sound I've heard before My ship is set in motion The sails become my wings Heaven waits before me The wind behind me sings (Goin' away) Goin' away (Goin' away) Goin' away Goin' to a new land They say it's made of gold I turn for just a moment Recalling yesterday But all I see behind me Are shadows in the haze Oh, now my ship is racing Never felt so free God knows that I'm ready Oh, and how I long to be (Goin' away) Sure as I've been faithful And heaven draws me near Sure as that old promise Is taking me there (Goin' away) I'm goin' away Yes, I'm goin' away Goin' away Goin' away Fly, fly, fly, fly