When the chief Shepherd shall appear, ye shall receive a crown of glory that fadeth not away. 1 Peter 5:4
I know there’s a home for the good that labor here,
Just beyond death’s valley dark and cold,
And the ones that reach that home so bright and fair,
Shall wear a glittering crown of gold.
Labor on, labor on,
For a crown in Heaven you shall wear;
Labor on, labor on, labor on,
For a crown in Heaven you shall wear.
I know there’s a land that is beautiful and bright,
Just beyond the Jordan’s turbid roar;
And I soon shall pass beyond all mortal sight,
To promised Canaan’s happy shore.
There we’ll never grieve—but rejoicing faces see,
As we near the bright eternal shore;
Where the angels wait with crowns for you and me,
With them we’ll dwell forevermore.