All our days are numbered some live on borrowed time. But life is what you make it. Thank God I was inclined to accept my Lord and Savior. When the good news sunk in He paid a heavenly price by giving His life, and I can't wait to go home to Him.

Chours:
I'm ready to go that distance and God only knows when that might be but oh, what joy waits up yonder once this old world sets me free

When there's no more tomorrow and glory had come down those without Jesus and lost and never to be found. So please listen when I'm talking I'm just saying what needs to be said. Make plans while you're still living. It's to late when you're dead

(Chours)

Oh, once this old world sets me free