There are gates of pearl, and a crystal sea,
And streets of gold, we may wander free;
There’s a home of joy, and radiance fair,
That beautiful home, oh, may we share.
May we dwell in that peaceful clime,
And sing on that golden shore,
The praises of Jesus, our Savior,
Who loveth us evermore.
There’s a robe of white, and a crown of gold;
There are joys unfading, and pleasures untold;
There’s a sound of harp and heavenly song,
O may we join that glorious throng.
There the ransomed dwell in glorious light,
Where comes no pain, where comes no night;
There the weary rest, all wanderings cease;
O may we share in that perfect peace.