May We Dwell in That Peaceful Clime

There are gates of pearl

and a crys­tal sea

And streets of gold

we may wan­der free;

There’s a home of joy

and ra­di­ance fair

That beau­ti­ful home

oh

may we share.

May we dwell in that peace­ful clime

And sing on that gold­en shore

The prais­es of Je­sus

our Sav­ior

Who lov­eth us ev­er­more.

There’s a robe of white

and a crown of gold;

There are joys un­fad­ing

and plea­sures un­told;

There’s a sound of harp and heav­en­ly song

O may we join that glo­ri­ous throng.

There the ran­somed dwell in glo­ri­ous light

Where comes no pain

where comes no night;

There the wea­ry rest

all wan­der­ings cease;

O may we share in that per­fect peace.