on the streets of the city,
I met an old man on the way.
He was talking and preaching,
there were people around him.
As I pass by, heard the man say,
I may not be worthy, worthy to go,
but I'll meet you heaven,
and sing with the angel band.
and the way filled with pitfalls,
But I'll meet you in heaven
At church the next Sunday
As the preacher was talking
How fishers of men we must be
As I knelt there in silence,
I prayed, Lord, please forgive me.
I give up my soul unto Thee.
His praises I'll sing evermore.
Thank God for that old man,
though we parted still strangers,
we'll meet on that heavenly shore.
I may not be worthy, worthy to God,
but I'll meet you at home
and sing with the angel band.
The path, it is narrow and the way,
But I'll meet you in heaven
But I'll meet you in heav