Sing the wondrous love of Jesus,
Sing His mercy and His grace;
In the mansion bright and blessed
He’ll prepare for us a place.
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 everyday;
Just one glimpse of Him in glory
Will the toils of life repay.
Onward the prize before us!
Soon His beauty we’ll behold;
Soon the pearly gates will open–
We shall tread the streets of gold.