When we all get to heaven

Sing the wondrous love of Jesus, Sing His mercy and His grace; In the mansions bright and blessed, He'll prepare for us a place.

When we all get to heaven, What a day of rejoicing that will be; When we all see Jesus, We'll sing and shout the victory.

While we walk the pilgrim pathway, Clouds will over spread the sky; But when travelling days are over, Not a shadow, not a sigh.

Let us then be true and faithful, Trusting serving everyday; Just one glimpse of Him in glory, Will the toils of life repay.

Onward to the prize before us, Soon His beauty we'll behold; Soon the pearly gates will open, We shall tread the streets of gold.