I am growing old and feeble
Friends and loved ones I must leave
For tomorrow I'll be lifted
When the angels come for me

When the angels come to get me
In a chariot of pure gold
I'll be carried up to heaven
On that hallelujah road

Life down here has been so happy
Through this world which I've trod
But I'll move into a mansion
Where I'll dwell forever more

There I'll be with my dear Savior
Dad and Mother I will see
All these joys will be mine forever
When the angels come for me