1 There is a land celestial,
A world that's bright and fair,
And o'er its holy beauty
Floats not a cloud of care;
There flows a peaceful river,
Beneath the tree of life!
There comes no wail of mourning,
Nor sound of bitter strife.
Chorus:
Land of perfect beauty!
World so bright and fair!
When will angels call me?
When shall I be there?
2 There are the sweet-voiced angels
Around the great white throne,
Who bow in willing homage
To him who rules alone;
Death guards the mystic portals,
And gently one by one,
He leads in weary mortals
Whose earthly work is done. [Chorus]
3 They stand before the Father,
The Lord of life and love;
He smiles upon his children,
He welcomes them above;
And all in joyous singing,
And peace for evermore,
There in that faroff country,
Upon that golden shore. [Chorus]
Source: Pearly Gates: a collection of new songs for the Sunday school, prayer meeting, and social circle #18