When We All Get to Heaven

Sing the wondrous love of Jesus,

  Sing His mercy and His grace;

In the mansions bright and blessed,

  He’ll prepare for us a place.

While we walk the pilgrim pathway,

  Clouds will over-spread the sky;

But when traveling days are over,

  Not a shadow, not a sigh.

Let us then be true and faithful,

  Trusting serving every day;

Just one glimpse of Him in glory

  Will the toils of life repay.

Onward to the prize before us!

  Soon His beauty we’ll behold;

Soon the pearly gates will open,

  We shall tread the streets of gold.

When we all get to heaven,

  What a day of rejoicing that will be!

When we all see Jesus,

  We’ll sing and shout the victory.

– E. E. Hewitt