1 What a wonderful, beautiful picture I have,
Of a place without sorrow or fear
And I'm going to live in that city someday,
For my days are all numbered down here.
Refrain:
My Lord keeps a record of the moments I'm living down here,
He knows all about me, all my troubles, my sorrow, my fears.
I'm living each moment thru the mercy of God's loving grace,
Someday He will call me to that wonderful, beautiful place.
2 I will walk on the streets of that city of gold,
I will bathe in the heavenly light
And I'll look on the face of my Savior so dear,
In that city where cometh no night. [Refrain]
3 Now, I want to be doing the will of my Lord,
As I travel this wearisome land
So I'll not be ashamed of my record up there,
When I stand at my Saviour's right hand. [Refrain]
| Text Information | |
|---|---|
| First Line: | What a wonderful, beautiful picture I have |
| Title: | My Lord keeps a record |
| Publication Date: | 1981 |