When Jesus comes again to gather His own, And to the true a crown is giv’n, I want to hear Him say, “My servant, well done, Thy soul shall know the joys of heav’n.”
Refrain: I want to know that He will welcome me there, I do not want to be denied; I want to meet Him in that city so fair, And ever there with Him abide.
I want to tell to all the story of love, That they may know His pardon free, And there before His throne in glory above, Receive a crown of victory.
He’s coming back again, His jewels to claim, They shall receive eternal rest; ’Tis sweet to know that all who come in His name Shall there be numbered with the blest.
I do not know the day my Savior will come, But I must be prepared to go; If I am ready, He will call me His own, And that’s enough for me to know.
