I Want to Have Stars in My Crown

I’ve read of a coun­try

a land O so fair

Whose beau­ties have nev­er been told;

Where saint­ed ones hap­py

and know­ing no care

Having stars in their crowns of pure gold.

I want to have stars in my crown

Yes

I want to have stars in my crown

When my life-work is o’er

On the bright gold­en shore

I want to have stars in my crown.

I’m told that the Sav­ior will wel­come up there

And grant His dear face to be­hold

All who have been faith­ful His glo­ry may share

Having stars in their crowns of pure gold.

I’m told in that coun­try no sor­row is known

No trou­ble

no bur­dens to bear;

For mu­sic en­chant­ing

in sweet blend­ing tone

From saints wear­ing star-crowns up there.

A star will be giv­en for work that we do

In win­ning from path­ways of sin

Each soul so im­mor­tal

so pre­cious

so true

Bright stars for our crown we may win.