When my day’s work is end­ed,
Oft I view the set­ting sun,
And I think of the beau­ties that await
For my vi­sion in glo­ry
When my heav’n­ly crown is won,
And I pass to my home with­in that gate.

Refrain

I shall have stars in my crown ov­er there,
I shall have stars when my crown there is won,
If I’m faith­ful to Him—
In my bright dia­dem, I shall have stars,
Glitering stars in my crown.

When the night com­eth on and
I am wea­ry for a rest,
Thus re­mind­ed when lain my ar­mor down;
And in glo­ry eter­nal,
There up­on my Sav­ior’s breast,
He shall give me a bright and glo­ri­ous crown.

Refrain

When I wake in that morn­ing,
And shall mount the glow­ing skies,
While en­rap­tured be­hold the saints around;
Those awake changed to’im­mor­tal,
While the dead in Christ arise,
And in glo­ry for­ev­er shall be crowned.

Refrain