We'll Be There

1 I love to think of my heav'nly home,
Where all shall glory share,
Where songs of rapture shall ever rise:
Oh, tell me, will you all be there?

Chorus:
We'll be there, We'll be there,
At the sounding of the trumpet, we'll be there,
We'll be there, We'll be there,
At the sounding of the trumpet, we'll be there.

2 I love to think of my heav'nly home,
So free from toil and care;
Where crowns of vict'ry shall never fade:
Oh, tell me, will you all be there? [Chorus]

3 I love to think of my heav'nly home,
Where saints shall white robes wear,
And sing sweet anthems for evermore:
Oh, tell me, will you all be there? [Chorus]

4 I love to think of my heav'nly home,
So lovely and so rare;
A few more years, and I'll reach the goal:
Oh, tell me, will you all be there? [Chorus]

Source: Singing by the Way (Rev. ed.) #3