Author: Fanny J. Crosby Hymnal: The Ark of Praise #81 (1882) First Line: Not far to the gate of that beautiful city Refrain First Line: All glory to Jesus, the mists are dissolving Lyrics: 1 Not far to the gate of that beautiful city,
Where ties of affection are broken no more;
Not far to the banks of that clear flowing river,
Whose stream we shall drink when life’s burden is o’er.
Refrain:
All gory to Jesus! the mists are dissolving,
Each day we are nearing those regions so fair;
All glory to Jesus! the land-marks grow brighter;
Press onward, press onward, we’ll shortly be there.
2 O harps, that for ages have echoed the story
Of wonderful mercy and infinite love;
O crowns everlasting, laid up for the faithful,
There’s one for us all in those mansions above. [Refrain]
3 How sweet, as we journey, to pause for a moment
And look at the footprints we see in our way;
The footprints of pilgrims who’ve crossed over Jordan
And now are rejoicing forever and aye. [Refrain]
4 O blessed Redeemer, ere long thou wilt call us
To join the great army beyond the dark sea;
They fought the good fight, and their course they have finished,
And now they inherit the kingdom with thee. [Refrain] Tune Title: [Not far to the gate of that beautiful city]
We'll Shortly be There