In My Time Of Dying-Frazey Ford

Won't you meet me Jesus, meet me. Won't you meet me in the middle of the Earth, and if these wings should fail me lord won't you meet me with another pair. well well well won't you meet me Jesus ah won't you meet me Jesus ah won't you meet me Jesus ah Jesus gonna make up my dying bed Ever since I've been aquainted with Jesus We haven't been a minute apart he placed the seasons in my ear threw religion in my heart well well well I can ring up my Jesus ah I can ring up my Jesus ah I can ring up my Jesus Jesus gonna make up my dying bed