By the Grace of God We’ll Meet

Through the gates of pearl and jas­per

To the city paved with gold

When the ran­somed host shall en­ter

And their gra­cious Lord be­hold.

When they meet in bliss­ful tri­umph

By the tree of life so fair

Shall we join the nob­le ar­my

And re­ceive a wel­come there?

By the grace of God we’ll meet

In the ci­ty’s gold­en street

Shouting

glo­ry! hal­le­lu­jah!

At the dear Re­deem­er’s feet.

When the har­vest work is end­ed

And the sum­mer days are past

When the reap­ers go re­joic­ing

To their bright re­ward at last;

When the white robed an­gel leads them

To the gates of joy so fair

Shall we join their hap­py num­ber?

Will they bid us wel­come there?

Let us fol­low on with firm­ness

Keeping ev­er in the way

Where our bless­èd Lord has taught us

To be faith­ful

watch and pray;

Then

in gar­ments pure and spot­less

By the tree of life so fair

We shall sing through end­less ag­es

With the count­less mill­ions there.