I know your life - on earth was troubled,
And only you - could know the pain.
You weren't afraid - to face the devil,
You're no stranger - to the rain.
Go rest high - on that mountain.
Son, your work - on earth is done,
Go to heaven - a-shoutin'!
Love for the Father - and the son.
Oh how we cried - the day you left us.
We gathered round - your grave to grieve.
I wish I could see - the angel's faces,
When they hear - your sweet voice sing.
Go rest high - on that mountain.
Son, your work - on earth is done,
Go to heaven - a-shoutin'!
Love for the Father - and the son.