I wait for the Lord, my whole being waits, and in His word I put my hope.
Psalm 130:5
Words: Angeline A. F. Fischer, in The Gospel Singer, edited by Philip Phillips (Philadelphia, Pennsylvania: Lee and Walker, 1874), page 137. This book shows the author as Miss Angie A. Fuller,
her maiden name. A modified version of these lyrics appeared in Fischer’s The Venture (Detroit, Michigan: J. N. Williams, 1883), pages 129–30.
Music: Frank French (🔊 pdf nwc).
If you know where to get a good photo of French (head & shoulders, at least 200×300 pixels),
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I am waiting, only waiting,
I am waiting every day,
For my passport to that country
Where the pure and holy stay;
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Where the air is always balmy,
And the sky is always clear,
And from myriad harps and voices
Music falls upon the ear.
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Waiting! waiting! waiting every day
For my passport to that country,
Where the pure and holy stay.
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Life has brought me much of sorrow,
Weary toil, and heavy loss,
And my feet oft slipped and faltered
While I bore sin’s heavy cross;
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But I found the Rock of Ages,
All my hopes on Him I cast,
And He proves a sure foundation
That upholds me to the last.
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Now my pilgrimage is ended,
All my labor is complete,
Fast the sands of time are slipping
From beneath my feeble feet;
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But with calm and trustful spirit,
And a heart aglow with love,
I am waiting for my passport
To that better world above.
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