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.

Refrain

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.

Refrain

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.

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