When this life of mine is end­ed,
And from earth­ly pri­son free,
Will I find my Sav­ior wait­ing,
When I reach the crys­tal sea?
Will there be a loved one watch­ing?
Will the Sav­ior pi­lot me?
Will there be a roy­al wel­come?
Will there be a crown for me?

Refrain

Yes, there’ll be a roy­al wel­come,
And be­fore the throne I’ll stand;
We will sing and shout to­ge­ther,
Singing, Glo­ry to the Lamb.

When I en­ter those blest man­sions
And be­hold my Sav­ior’s face,
Will there be a roy­al wel­come,
For a sin­ner saved by grace?
Will I join the an­gel harp­ers
In their ev­er­last­ing song?
Will I hear the shout of glo­ry,
By the blood washed, migh­ty throng?

Refrain

Yes, I’ll hear Him bid me wel­come,
Feel His kiss up­on my brow;
I shall hear His voice so ten­der,
Thou art safe­ly land­ed now.
I’ll shake hands with all my loved ones,
And be­fore the throne I’ll stand,
And we’ll sing and shout to­ge­ther,
Singing, Glo­ry to the Lamb.

Refrain