Behind the pearly gates, far from suffering, a child greets me with the words: Pilgrim, one day time will end. Thoughts of the past fade away behind the pearly gates. Far from remembered struggles, I am drawn upwards to the Most High.
Valleys of sorrow are fading. Questions from yesterday wither away. Will we grasp the answer when we see His face? Soon multitudes may see You. Father, thank You for Your Word. To those who trust in Jesus, You caress away their tears.
Brush the pain away from my cheeks. Lay in my prayers the comfort of receiving me as the child who stands before the Throne of Grace. Lord, let me sing to You in wonder: You are my wonderful Savior! To You my song of praise shall resound behind the pearly gates.
Valleys of sorrow are fading. Questions from yesterday wither away. Will we grasp the answer when we see His face? Soon multitudes may see You. Father, thank You for Your Word. To those who trust in Jesus, You caress away their tears.
Brush the pain away from my cheeks. Lay in my prayers the comfort of receiving me as the child who stands before the Throne of Grace. Lord, let me sing to You in wonder: You are my wonderful Savior! To You my song of praise shall resound behind the pearly gates.
