I don't want to go around again, I want off the "wheel of life".
I am tired of this sinful world with it's worry and it's strife.
When I leave this earthly plane and exit to the "Promise Land".
I hope it's there that I remain and not have to go around again.
No I don't want to go around again, around and around again.

I'll be a pillar in the house of God, there I will make my home.
With a robe of white and a golden crown. I never more will roam.
He will wipe the tears from off my face and take me by the hand.
I will never hunger and never thirst there in the "Promise Land".
I hope it's there that I remain and not have to go around again.
No I don't want to go around again, around and around again.

I will rest my weary spirit and  I will stroll the heavenly shore.
I will bathe my self in the light of God and not go forth no more.
I'll sit my self at the feet of the King, sing praises to His name.
I know that is where I belong and He's the reason that I came.
I hope it's there that I remain and not have to go around again.
No I don't want to go around again, around and around again.

If one day I hear my name, called by the Master's voice so dear,
Asking if I would go back down again, would I be a volunteer.
I then will have to say "Dear God, I hope you understand,
I would rather stay here with You, right in the "Promise Land".
I hope it's there that I remain and not have to go around again.
No I don't want to go around again, around and around again.