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.