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 traveling days are over, not a shadow, not a sigh.
Let us then be true and faithful, trusting, serving, every day.
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.