There are those who are taking vacations
To the mountains, the lakes and the sea
Where they rest from their cares
And their troubles
What a wonderful time that must be
But it seems not my lot
To be like them
I must toil
Through the heat and the cold
Seeking out the lost sheep
On a mountain
Bringing wanderers back
To the fold
But when I take my vacation in heaven
What a wonderful time that will be
Hearing concerts
By the heavenly chorus
And the face of my Saviour I'll see
Sitting down on the banks
Of the river
Neath the shade of the evergreen tree
There I'll rest
From my burdens forever
Won't you take your vacation with me?
Sitting down on the banks
Of the river
Under the shade of the evergreen tree
There I'll rest
From my burdens forever
Won't you take your vacation with me?